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munkeymunkey

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  1. Yup. It's real. The overall temperature of the Earth is increasing; therefore, the globe is warming. Global warming is real. How much humans are affecting it is still being debated, though, and that can become a touchy issue.... (so won't get into that).
  2. I'm currently taking an online geography course that's been focusing on global warming and how we're going to combat the resulting problems. It's only one semester, so my final project is due on the 18th of December. Like a good child, I decided to do the project. (It seemed like the natural thing to do since it's worth about 20% of my grade.) I whipped out my maps of Europe, my world atlas, some ArcGIS data, and Google Earth and started working. Apparently, after a 5 meter rise in sea level (which could result from the melting of just one of the many ice features in Antarctica), not only are places like Venice and the Netherlands going to have a little excess drinking water, but cities like Odesa, Ukraine will also find themselves oddly underwater. My job is to come up with an action plan to deal with a theoretical (and highly exaggerated) 50 meter rise in 50 years. Where 5 meters floods the lower city, 50 meters floods out the whole thing, and this is a city built along the slopes of a hill (which, funny enough, is almost exactly 50 meters at its peak). So, I start looking for information on the internet about Odesa (or Odessa, if you prefer), and I find that Odesa, England and Odessa, USA are much more popular. In fact, the only websites besides the encyclopedias that seem to care about Odesa, Ukraine are travel websites advertising hotels. That's great, but I really don't care about hotels. I want to know about the industries (Odesa has an institute for eye-diseases, a jute mill, and an oil refinery, among other things) and where they are. If the factory is 40 meters above sea level, then it wouldn't make sense to try to transplant the industry when the institute will flood after only six years. And of course, with my current streak of luck, there's a naval base at Odesa, so the government is a little touchy with some information, which makes it even more difficult to find any information. If I had the money, I think I'd just go to Odesa myself and find out where everything is. I even know where the best hotels are now. Sadly, that can't happen. The other sad thing is that I can't just say, "Let her sink!" (well... I could, but then I'd fail.) And overall, this project was rather depressing... After a 50 meter rise, the entire eastern seaboard of North America, from the Yucatan, along the Gulf Coast, all of Florida, through up into Canada until about Labrador. My house would be save, which is a nice thought, but looking at Europe isn't a fun time either. Humans have some sort of tendency to build on water (as if they needed it to live or something). They're attracted to it like flies to a dead carcass. So, my advice to everyone who reads this: Move to Tibet! So, five hours later, I decide that I've had enough, and I starting reading Lord of the Rings. That makes me happy. I still can't get over the fact that the Black Gate of Mordor is actually three doors.
  3. I was reading Daniel Webster's Seventh of March Speech today, and I decided that I needed a blog. It wasn't because of the speech so much as I was cold. Anyway, I decided that I had prolonged the inevitable long enough. Time to dive in. This will look pretty ugly until I decide that I'm seriously going to keep it up (which may be a few hours or a few weeks). So, this morning I wake up and the temperature is about 10 and the wind is howling. The hot water heater broke again, so I can't take a warm shower. I get out of the shower blue and shivering and put on a T-shirt, among other things. I then remember that it isn't 50 degrees out like the day before. My winter coat is still at my cousin's house (because I left it there... why else?), and that makes me unhappy, but I still have to prepare for the worst. I put on my under armor and check the temperature again before I leave: now it's three degrees colder. I walk outside in the wind (the wind chill was about -10... I've had as bad as -50 over here, but it was about 50 last week, so this was a major shock). I wipe the snow off my car and try to open the door. The handle is frozen and won't budge. I end yanking open the back and crawling through to the front of the car. I turn it on (it took about four revs of the engine to get going) and blast the heating fans. I break through the ice hold the driver's door shut, but the handle is still frozen. I go back inside to let the car warm up. I go back out and it's even windier. I scrape the windshield and windows of ice, crawl back in the car, and drive to school at 7:30 to get there early for the Morning Show (our school's daily news show that broadcasts across the school and county). At 7:47, 20 minutes before school starts, the fire alarms go off. That wasn't fun. After my name was checked off, I dashed back to my car, crawled back in it, waited for my comrades to enter, locked the doors, and listened to music with a few of my friends until the alarms went off and they let us back in. Apparently, the intense cold and winds had knocked on something in the alarm system and the entire thing went off. I hate irony. I am still wearing the under armor, and I am still shivering, but at least there won't be any school fire alarms tomorrow.
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