The verb “may” and its synonyms do yeoman’s work again for the cause of global warming this week:
Crikey (to use the vernacular), that’s scary!
What are the details of this climate catastrophe?
The mercury in Sydney’s CBD may shoot 12 degrees over the historical average for December this weekend while the western suburbs face their hottest day ever in the month.
Smart readers will already have mentally filed the first half of that sentence to the folder marked “bullshit” because of the use of the juvenile “average”.
We’ll come on to the second half of the sentence later.
There’s more heavy lifting for “may”:
“If Penrith gets shrouded by bushfire smoke, it may not get that warm – but either way we’re pretty confident of getting temperatures well into the 40s,” meteorologist Rob Taggart said. He noted that in some parts of western Sydney, measurements only went back 25 to 45 years.
“Well into the 40s“, eh?
Oh, and records that only span one human generation?
In case you didn’t get the memo, “average” gets another run off the bench:
“At this stage, we’re forecasting a late breeze, but that may change. If it doesn’t come at all, we could see temperatures into the 40s,” he said.
The average December maximum for the CBD is 25.2 degrees.
Averages should play no part in any reporting of weather. None.
When the wind shifts to blow from the south, there is no land mass between Sydney and the Antarctic. Good luck using an average temperature to make any useful weather-based decision about Sydney.
A note to those who wish to convince me and others of the climate emergency; try not using persuasion techniques that look indistinguishable from confidence trickery and lies.