As a young boy I eagerly looked forward to the delivery each month of the National Geographic back in the early 70s. I would devour each issue from the spectacular cover photos to the Beechcraft ads on the back inside cover. I wanted to buy a KingAir and fly to Costa Rica! Some of the photos and articles are a permanent memory as clear today as the day I first read them. Feeling nostalgic last year I subscribed. It didn’t take but a couple issues for me to realize that the old National Geographic was dead and the new National Geographic was merely a religious publication dedicated to the Cult of the Warming Globe. The latest issue I received went straight in the trash; I didn’t even bother to open it. Thomas Wolfe was right, you can’t go home again.
For me, I started getting the NG as a ten year old in 1964. What a treat it was to get it in the mail each month.
I read every word, and learned so much.
Now, it is just is leftist propaganda.
It is an embarrassing shell of what it once was.