It seems like only yesterday that I was enjoying the peace and serenity of being snowed in. It wasn’t yesterday; it was Saturday. But now, having barely dug out of the 25 inches of snow we had (other northern Virginians nearby had as much as 32 inches) we are in the middle of ANOTHER big snow storm. Forecasts call for 10 inches, but this one is really blowing with high winds, a true blizzard. I can hardly see across the street. This is enough. The snow can stop now. I have gone from the little cabin in the big woods to cabin fever.
Maybe the environmentalists are right, that human actions can upset the delicate balance of the climate. Only their calculations were off. Maybe all of these Priuses driving around, all of these carbon offsets, all of these carbon neutral lifestyles have not been ineffectual gestures at all, but all too effectual. Maybe that small amount of carbon dioxide they prevented going into the atmosphere was enough to tip the balance away from global warming into a new ice age. Maybe the wildlife will start evolving back to woolly mammoths. Maybe we need to be injecting large amounts of carbon dioxide back into the atmosphere in order to save the planet. The only solution I can see to do that quickly is for everyone to breathe more often. Breathe, everybody, hyperventilate, to save the planet! But not too much, lest we tip the planet back to global warming apocalypse!
Well, this is sounding like delirium, a symptom of cabin fever. Next thing you know, I’ll be chopping up the furniture for firewood and eating the family pets.