The Obscurer

If I Can’t Change Your Mind

It takes a lot of courage to perform a public volte-face, and so the Daily Telegraph deserves much credit for its leading article this weekend on the heated matter of global warming.

But it is time to acknowledge that, for whatever combination of reasons, temperatures are rising. We do not know by how much they will rise in the next few years: that, in itself, is one of the worst problems. A 4°C rise could turn large parts of southern Europe into desert. European politicians have tied themselves to a 2°C target, but the scientists think this will be exceeded. One extremely worrying development is the fact that sea levels seem to be rising twice as fast as had been forecast by the United Nations only two years ago. Already, the Thames Barrier is being raised more often to protect London from flooding.

Conceding that global warming is a reality is quite a reversal for the Telegraph, so one would expect the editorial line to be one of contrition, to offer some sense of humility, to include a graceful acceptance that the newspaper has previously been wrong on this issue; no? Well, er, no. Not really.

The British instinctively mistrust zealotry, and the debate over climate change has for too long been dominated by self-righteous, finger-wagging puritans who present the challenge of rising temperatures as primarily a moral issue. Most scientists believe that the acceleration of the rate of rising temperatures can be explained only by economic activity; yet this consensus is obscured, not illuminated, by the way that the minority of scientists who believe that we are pulling naturally out of an Ice Age are shouted down as heretics.

Ah. So the blame for the Telegraph taking so long to see the light on climate change lies with those who have been right all along, because they cruelly pointed out that those who are wrong are wrong. I see. Now personally I could never say categorically that anthropomorphic global warming is a fact, because I am not a scientist; but for the very reason that I am not a scientist I have always felt it prudent to give credence to the overwhelming majority of scientific opinion on the matter, that man-made climate change is a genuine concern. The Daily Telegraph, on the other hand, seems to have instinctively taken against the messenger and so the message, as have many others. But while it is certainly true that some environmentalists can be too shrill in their propagandising, and indeed some may even be the watermelons of legend, you could easily say the same about any argument; that there will always exist some zealous, unreasonable clique who will be only too happy to denounce and demonise their opponents. This fact applies as equally to those who have criticised the concept of global warming and who have readily ridiculed and condemned its proponents; and many of those critics have found a comfortable home within the pages of the Daily Telegraph itself. After all, it is not exactly illuminating debate for the Telegraph to characterise environmentalists and mainstream climatologists as “self-righteous, finger-wagging puritans”, even as they have begun to accept their findings. As grown-ups, shouldn’t we all by now have learned to look at the substance of someone’s argument rather than to engage in ad-hominem dismissals of any uncomfortable theories?

Anyway, while now accepting the problem, the Telegraph is somewhat shakier on working out a solution.

For too long, issue of global warming has been hijacked by the bossiest people in society: politicians, lobbyists and clergy who are trying to micro-manage our behaviour. The idea that Western householders can contribute to the lowering of global temperatures by “buying food with less packaging” and “driving at a lower speed” (to quote two tips from the climate change fanatics at the BBC) is palpable nonsense.

[…]

Temperatures may respond to a drastic cut in carbon emissions from the major economies. We must pray that they do. How that cut can be achieved is one of the most difficult questions facing political leaders. There is no consensus, but one must be found: 

Damn those politicians for trying to sort out the problem by telling us what to do. Instead they should…er…reach a consensus and sort out the problem, just like that! One problem the Telegraph has is that in having just arrived late – huffing and puffing – to the party, they are playing catch-up and trying to adjust to the new reality while still hanging on to their cherished beliefs. Perhaps they could take lessons from those who did an about-turn on global warming a wee while ago when they discovered that there was a delicious irony in the fact that nuclear power, many an environmentalist’s bete-noire, could be seen as a saviour in the battle against rising sea levels. For the Telegraph their world has been shifting as they have agreed that it is warming, and they need to cling to something; and in this case it is the belief that their beloved capitalism is ace and that governments are foolish. Ergo the title of the Telegraph’s leader, “Capitalism can lead the way on climate change”.

There is probably no alternative to an internationally co-ordinated effort to reduce carbon emissions. But that does not mean that the engine of change will be driven by civil servants. Capitalism accelerated the rise in global temperatures; capitalism should slow it down, by developing the energy-efficient technology that we are going to need in any case in order to reduce dependence on fossil fuels.

Now, there is much to agree with here; the world economy is, by and large, built on a capitalistic market model and so it makes sense to utilise it and the immense power inherent in it; but will it really happen without those dratted civil servants? For example, profit maximisation surely suggests using the cheapest method available for generating power, which in a truly free market often means burning coal, just about the most carbony fuel going. Only by governments taxing carbon or introducing a cap-and-trade system can cleaner technologies be made nominally cheaper and so more cost effective for companies and power generators to employ. Despite the Telegraph’s ire this demands effective government and skilled civil servants to set up a workable system that does not simply create damagingly skewed incentives and disastrous unforeseen consequences. For the very reason that the Telegraph lauds the easy workings of the free market and denounces the nightmare of a planned economy, so the job of those berated bureaucrats to create a system that disincentives the use of fossil fuels while still leaving a functioning and efficient market is a hellish tricky one. A bit of gratitude for those civil servants wouldn’t go amiss you would think, but then perhaps the Telegraph doesn’t know what the hell it is talking about. After all…

This is a time for innovation not nagging. Global warming is a challenge for governments, scientists and, above all, businesses. It is not the responsibility of householders, who should be able retire for the night leaving their televisions on standby with a clear conscience. Planet Earth will not notice.

As a proud defender of capitalism’s honour it would be nice to think the Daily Telegraph has even an inkling about how the system works, and why it can be such a boon. Capitalists will not overwhelmingly take the actions the Telegraph now wishes out of some sense of altruism or philanthropy, they will do so only if such actions make a profitable return. Capitalism works not because producers’ and consumers’ wants align, but when the fruits of the self-interest of the former happen to coincide with the desires of the latter, or as Adam Smith so famously said, “It is not from the benevolence of the butcher the brewer, or the baker that we expect our dinner, but from their regard to their own interest”. So, if households don’t try to play their part in reducing their own CO2 emissions, and in doing so request “green” electricity, low-energy fridges and – yes – televisions with a more efficient standby button (or preferably even an off switch), then where is the demand going to come from for these potentially planet-saving products? And if there is no demand for such low-carbon goods and services, why the hell will those noble capitalists waste their time and money on producing them?

The Shorter Daily Telegraph leading article then reads as follows: we need to acknowledge that global warming is a reality while somehow maintaining our ideological stance; but while we’ve changed our tune we still don’t have a fucking clue.

This Week On Twitter

  • Which rail platform for Gatley? BUS. Perhaps I’ll walk home from Cheadle Hulme. [#]
  • @Ear_I_Am Don’t feel too bad; even @manutd_scores only has 154 followers. in reply to Ear_I_Am [#]
  • If the posters on all of our local buses are to be believed, the young Queen Victoria had a large steel bolt where her nose should be. [#]
  • Surely it is high time Sarwan is due a fail? [#]
  • FAO the last person who reached my blog via a Google enquiry.You won’t find the answer you are looking for there, but it’s “orange” anyway. [#]
  • RT @hmhb There is surely nothing worse than washing sieves. [#]
  • Wow! Received a letter advertising “Sky+HD in your flat for only £49”! Sadly, as I live in a house, I think I’ll have to stick to Freeview. [#]
  • I swear our daughter is “the princess and the pea” made flesh. [#]

On Guns And The Minimum Wage

Why looky here, well whaddya know. According to this simply spiffing quiz organised by those kind chaps at the UK Libertarian Party…

That puts me in the same group as Hitler, Stalin and Gordon Brown (ha,ha). No, not really. Well, yes really, insofar as the LPUK quiz really does lump Gordon Brown in with Hitler and Stalin in the ranks of the wholly illiberal; but my answers didn’t mark me out as a Fascist Stalinist, in fact I gained a respectable “80% liberal” ranking. This high mark prompted the Libertarian Party’s website to suggest that I may be interested in joining their number, but as I am about as likely to do that as I am to join the BNP or Socialist Workers Party, I feel I may as well display the above badge as the pretty green “I am 80% Liberal” version my answers merit.

Because while I’m perfectly happy enough to call myself a liberal by my definition, I think the 80% mark as issued by the LPUK flatters me by theirs, thank to the rather feeble questions they have asked on the test. Hence, while I don’t think that we should simply “raise taxes on the rich so we can redistribute wealth to the poor”, it doesn’t follow that I agree that “it is illiberal for people to be taxed at a different rate based on their income”; although I don’t currently think “the state should make people change their behaviour to tackle climate change”, I do support some methods to encourage people to make environmentally friendly decisions; whilst I agree that “it is wrong for democratic nations to overthrow foreign dictators” as long as we are talking about it being “gross arrogance, for one state to impose their will on another”, I feel it is simplistic to say that these “issues are for the people of said state to resolve themselves with their leader(s)” because I wholly support the idea of a multilateral framework of international law to allow intervention in the case of a genocide.

In all, then, I don’t think I deserve that 80% grade, perhaps 50% or 60% is nearer the mark, a score that elicits a suggestion that I may like to find out more about liberalism by checking out the Libertarian Party’s manifesto. Perhaps. But I already know enough about my own brand of liberalism, which is founded on a belief in liberty, equality, tolerance and understanding, and with which I feel very comfortable; and I also know it is a million miles away from the “liberalism” as espoused by this repulsive [former] Libertarian Party member for example, apparently a co-author of the aforementioned LPUK manifesto no less* and a certified bigoted tosser to boot, of whom the best you can say is that there are even more sick and twisted views by assorted pondlife to be found in the comments on his blog. This is a kind of liberalism to which I can never aspire and a club I do not wish to be a part of.

*This sentence has been amended following comments from Martin, DK and OH.

The Week On Twitter

When I started this sorry load of nonsense some years ago I intended to view it like a commission, as if I were writing a column on a national newspaper and the deadline for submissions – which I plucked out of thin air – was Thursday. So for the first several months of this blog’s existence I always published some posts on a Thursday, whether I had something to say or not: anything I wrote at other times of the week was to be considered a bonus for you lucky people. Anyway, eventually I decided I couldn’t be bothered with all that, I would just write about whatever I wanted, as and when, and that is still the current policy.

However, I do write elsewhere – albeit within the restriction of using no more than 140 characters – on my Twitter page. You know Twitter, it’s the current big thing the media are prattling on about, the web 2.0 service that in seconds allows you to mither Stephen Fry with some banal sycophancy or other. Anyway, I do have a Twitter page – although I can’t be bothered following anyone famous – and Alex King’s excellent Twitter Tools plug-in not only allows my latest “tweet” to feature on the sidebar, but it also facilitates publishing a weekly digest of all my twittering right here in post form, if I desire it so to be.

So, what could be better than to perpetuate an imagined sense of heritage by publishing a digest of my weekly Twitter efforts each Thursday, so to fit in with the exalted history of this blog? Oh it’s all too much, it really is, but don’t worry: as you’ll soon see I don’t update Twitter very much either, so you’ll be able to skip over future weekly digests in a trice, and all the better to build up the anticipation for my next full instalment of drivel. Which is coming soon, of course.

So anyway, for what it’s worth, here is the sum total of my past week’s twitterings.

  • Just bought a wind-up radio for £8 at Tesco. Now I’m all set for the coming apocalypse. [#]
  • Puzzled as to why the makers of the Cough Syrup I’ve just bought have gone for a “Lime Pickle” flavour. Surely “Strawberry” is a better bet? [#]
  • Finally found a reliable P2P stream for the cricket, to find that I prefer the radio coverage anyway. [#]
  • 11 days since my last alcoholic drink, my longest period of abstinence since my teens. Still, a work do this evening will put paid to that. [#]

Phill Out

Following weeks of speculation it has been announced that Phill Jupitus is to resign as a comedian. In a statement read out earlier today by his agent it was confirmed that Mr Jupitus is to wind-up all his comedic responsibilities by the end of the week.

While for years Mr Jupitus’s continued employment as a comedian has caused many people to shake their heads and shrug disconsolately at the bizarre workings of the universe, pressure had increased since the turn of the year and his truly woeful performance on the combined Christmas Collings and Herrin / Perfect 12 podcast. This intensified in recent weeks when the official statistics for the podcast were released which indicated that despite contributing a whopping 50% of all the professional comedic talent to the podcast, and while managing to hog the conversation for 38% of the time, he in fact provided a meagre 3% of all the funny lines, if you’re being generous, and this was by common consensus considered a miserable return all round.

In an emotional statement Mr Jupitus’s agent said that “The primary function of any comedian is to be funny, to make people laugh; and while a comedian need not be amusing all the time, the ability to at least raise a smile must be there somewhere within a comedian’s toolbox. This forms part of the unwritten contract between the comic and the audience, and was something that Phill felt he was increasingly failing to fulfil.”

To gauge reaction to this shock announcement we conducted a vox pop in a street somewhere. Of the people who didn’t just rudely brush past us, many quibbled at the use of the adverb “increasingly” in the agent’s final sentence, while others expressed surprise when discovering that Mr Jupitus had only just resigned, being under the impression he had “dispensed with comedy some time ago”. There was a general feeling of goodwill towards Mr Jupitus, a sense that here was an all too rare example of someone “doing the honourable thing in this day and age”, of taking “some responsibility and falling on his sword”. Others said they thought he had “jumped before he was pushed”, a reference to the government’s long awaited Davro Report which is expected to propose the making redundant of any comedian unable to prompt a chuckle. Only one interviewee professed to be saddened at the news, but on further questioning admitted that watching Mr Jupitus would average “little more than a smirk every half an hour, if I’m honest, which isn’t good enough really, is it? I mean, a professional comedian, it’s not enough just to be funny, you’ve got to be funnier than the average person at least, don’t you think? Phill’s alright, but I wouldn’t say he makes me laugh any more than, say, my dad does, you know? And he’s a milkman, my dad.”

It has been reported that Mr Jupitus had hoped that his recent appearances on QI would rehabilitate his non-existent reputation, but in fact they only compounded the matter, leaving him with little choice but to hand in his notice. His performance on the “France” episode was especially pitiful, described by some as an “utter waste of space” and “so poor I couldn’t bring myself to watch the extended ‘XL’ edition of the show on BBC 2”. And while his shouting “burn the witch” at a distorted photograph of Margaret Thatcher during a subsequent episode was appreciated by some because it managed to wind up Norman Tebbit and some other knobs over at the Daily Telegraph, in and of itself the comment was generally considered pretty lame.

Friends of Phill Jupitus are said to be rallying round, and speaking anonymously a source close to the former comedian told us that “at heart Phill is a lovely, very genuine and honest bloke, even if he isn’t all that funny. He just grew tired of looking back at old episodes of Never Mind The Buzzcocks where he would be introduced as a ‘comedian’, and he would feel that he really wasn’t doing anything to justify that title. It had become an embarrassment to him, and he felt he couldn’t continue with the charade any longer. So, he has requested that from now on he is referred to simply as a ‘broadcaster’, and then he can continue to rake it in, hand over fist, regardless.”