BEFORE it even began, 2020 was already marked to be a year of climate hysteria. It was the UK’s turn to host the annual UN climate meeting, which was scheduled to take place in Glasgow earlier this month. Hence, the first eighteen months of Boris Johnson’s premiership saw the erstwhile ‘libertarian’ attempting to establish himself as a global pioneer of green policymaking: banning all that moves ahead of the conference, like some kind of overweight peroxide Ed Miliband eco-virtue-signalling on ‘our’ behalf. The arrival of Covid-19 caused the meeting to be postponed, but this has not dented the government’s green ambitions to make the UK’s economic suicide the first in what they hope will be a global pact. Rather than dwarfing the climate change political agenda, the pandemic has somehow boosted it. 2020 was a mad, mad year of climate craziness.
At last there is sense being reported. It is sheer madness, Madness. There is no climate emergency and Boris Johnson should listen to the public and not his girlfriend,