Last August, a thunderstorm frightened a global-warming disciple so badly that the W. Post published his op-ed under the header: "A climate-change activist prepares for the worst."
Following is my letter that ran in response.
That August thunderstorm that so frightened Mike Tidwell that he ordered his wife to "Go to the basement now!" impressed me, too. When I saw that monster barreling in from the west, I ran to the top of the basement steps and shouted down to my daughters, "Get up here now! You're not going to believe this storm!" The three of us stood on the porch, completely drenched, watching an absolutely glorious display of nature's power.
The Earth's climate will continue to change, just as it has for four billion years. The question is how are you going to greet that change--holed up in your basement, windows barred, clutching your shotgun, as the author suggested, or out in the front yard with your kids, stomping in enormous puddles?
Lesson: Want to win hearts and minds? Don't cry "Frickin' wolves with fricken' laser beams attached to their fricken' heads!" People will tune you out.