2009
Posted by Jeff Id on October 20, 2009
Common sense constrained
Intellectualism refrained
Affronted by rationalism
Logic forlorn
Creativity to porn
Fear not the change
The old free is the blame
Eyes closed, relax
‘Tis help- not tax
Worry not mine.
Have hope not greed
Collective will provide
Thus ye may survive
Free, in the womb.
the Air Vent 
Lucy Skywalker said
I wrote verse 1, Tallbloke added verse 2
hoxy proxy, pinecones foxy,
records bloxy, treerings poxy,
fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Bristlecones and hockey sticks all in a row
spark the tinder and watch them glow
the ray of light through the lens of Hubble
lightening the load of toil and trouble.
Jeff Id said
I’ll let you guys handle the poetry from now on. 😀
stevemcintyre said
We’ve had some CA poetry contests from time to time. Here was one submission:
Cherry trees have tasty fruit;
And pickers need dexterity;
But not as much as paleos,
Who claim unprecedentity.
Arn Riewe said
Back at Steve:
Yamal data’s exposed to be schlockey
Making Briffa’s conclusions quite rocky
Data Steve M could scrape
Showed it gave them the shape
Of a stick that is used to play hockey.
Feedback said
I’ll give it a try:
There once was a fellow from CRU
Whose stick was his pride and his clue
But it would only rise
From one core of a size
That he carefully kept out of view
Boudu said
In times of old when days were cold
Folks cared not what they burned
Modern times now focus the mind
And men of ill repute have learned
That people believe a lie that’s new
While increasing levels of CO2
Are just the thing that leaders need
To satiate their craving greed
For power, control and ultimate aim
To shackle economies, make them lame
While hair-shirted martyrs to the cause
Vote them in to change the laws
The final outcome is yet to be seen
Hastened along by those who are Green
History should give us a warning
Don’t be fooled by Global Warming
Boudu said
Or . . .
There once was a chap called Mann
Who thought it a cunning plan
To mix up his tree ring
With a hockey players stick thing
But his science went right down the pan
kuhnkat said
Hey,
were y’all really English Lit majors??
Lucy Skywalker said
Jeff what have you started??
Feedback #5 ROTFLMAO. You’re the limit!
Geoff Sherrington said
Apologies to Ogden Nash:
I think that I shall never see
A proxy lovely as a tree.
Perhaps, unless the errors fall,
I’ll never see treemometry.
More apologies – to Lewis Carroll:
“I can repeat poetry as well as other folks if it comes to that —” “Oh, it needn’t come to that”, Alice hastily said.
nanny_govt_sucks said
The Chronology not Taken
TWO chronologies diverged on my graph paper,
And sorry I could not cherry pick both
And be one alarmist dendro, long I stood
And looked at one as far as I could
To where it cooled post-1960;
Then cherry picked the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was “stable through time” and had a hockey-stick shape;
Though as for that the choice there
both were really pretty unstable,
And both that morning equally lay
In files no one else had access to.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how dendros “move on”,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a grin
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two chronologies diverged on my graph paper, and I—
I took the one with the big hockey-stick blade,
And that has made all the difference.
(apologies to Robert Frost)