By David French
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
The rapture was supposed to happen on September 13, 1988.
A few fringe pastors were screaming that the end was nigh, that the righteous
would soon disappear into the air while the rest of humanity was doomed to
suffer a quite literal hell on earth. Forget the biblical admonition that no
man knows the day nor hour of Christ’s return, these men had figured it out. It
was time to prepare yourself.
I was a sophomore at a Christian college in Nashville,
and it was the talk of the campus. No one likes to make fun of crazy Christian
preachers more than irreverent Christian college students, and we couldn’t stop
dividing the student body between the saved and the damned.
When the alarm clock rang the morning after the scheduled
rapture, I hit snooze, and said, triumphantly, to my roommate, “We’re still
here!” There was no response. “Hello?” Still no response. I looked down at his
bed, and no one was there. For about nine seconds I was gripped by sheer panic.
I’d been left behind. The lake of
fire awaits! Then my roommate walked in from the shower, and the crisis passed.
I thought of this story as I watched Rush Limbaugh’s Al
Gore “armageddon” clock expire. In January, 2006 — when promoting his
Oscar-winning (yes, Oscar-winning) documentary, An Inconvenient Truth — Gore declared that unless we took “drastic
measures” to reduce greenhouse gasses, the world would reach a “point of no
return” in a mere ten years. He called it a “true planetary emergency.” Well,
the ten years passed today, we’re still here, and the climate activists have
postponed the apocalypse. Again.
Gore’s prediction fits right in with the rest of his
comrades in the wild-eyed environmentalist movement. There’s a veritable online
cottage industry cataloguing hysterical, failed predictions of environmentalist
catastrophe. Over at the American Enterprise Institute, Mark Perry keeps his
list of “18 spectacularly wrong apocalyptic predictions” made around the
original Earth Day in 1970. Robert Tracinski at The Federalist has a nice list of “Seven big failed
environmentalist predictions.” The Daily
Caller’s “25 years of predicting the global warming ‘tipping point’” makes
for amusing reading, including one declaration that we had mere “hours to act”
to “avert a slow-motion tsunami.”
But for sheer vivid lunacy, nothing matches this
Good Morning America report from 2008.
The images show Manhattan shrinking against the onslaught
of the rising seas — in 2015. Last year.
Gasoline was supposed to be $9 per gallon. Milk would cost almost $13 per
gallon. Wildfires would rage, hurricanes would strike with ever-greater
intensity. By the end of the clip I was expecting to see the esteemed doctors
Peter Venkman, Egon Spengler, and Ray Stantz step forward to predict, “Rivers
and Seas boiling!” “Forty years of darkness!” And of course the ultimate
disasters: “Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together . . . Mass
hysteria!”
Can we ignore them yet? Apparently not. Being a climate
hysteric means never having to say you’re sorry. Simply change the cataclysm —
Overpopulation! No, global cooling! No, global warming! No, climate change! —
push the apocalypse back just a few more years, and you’re in business, big
business.
In reality, I respect the wild-eyed rapture-pastors far
more than the climate hysterics. They merely ask me to believe, they don’t use
the power of government to dictate how I live. Pastors aren’t circumventing the
democratic process to impose dangerous and job-killing environmental
regulations. Draconian fuel-economy standards have actually cost American
lives. And now the coal industry is reeling in part because of stringent EPA
standards. Overall, the EPA’s climate-change regulations are set to impose enormous
economic costs.
Even worse, the hysterics are hypocrites. It’s austerity
for thee but not for me as they jet around the globe to speak to adoring
audiences about the need for sacrifice. As Good
Morning America broadcast its shrieking warning about Manhattan’s imminent
doom, how many environmentalist liberals were selling their Park Avenue
apartments and moving to higher ground? They’re like a drunk preacher screaming
about the evils of demon rum. They refuse to walk their talk. As Instapundit’s Glenn Reynolds often says,
we should believe there’s a crisis when the alarmists start acting like there’s
a crisis.
There are indeed scientists laboring away in good faith
to understand more about our climate, and I applaud their work. But climate
activists all too often are the close cousins of politically correct campus
race hucksters — they cloak their raw will to power in the self-righteous cloak
of the great and glorious cause. We’ve taken them seriously for far too long.
Now, it’s time to laugh.
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