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Apparently climate change can be added to the topics that should be avoided if a civil discussion is desired. All of us are entitled to our opinions and a respectful listening. I find the ease of generic labeling based on an opinion troubling. If all voices cannot be heard respectfully than we are already living in Mr. Simons World. “Hello darkness my old friend”. As always ....

The city or the threats? As always ......

Great photo. The straws are interesting. I guess they are a safer alternative to the chug a lug. Used in a glass they would certainly curb the incidence of foam beard. As always....

Dickens/Scrooge had his four spirits that led to and ended with a path to redemption. We also have four but they are all horsemen and redemption is not their plan. “-Gray, unhealthy air. A blood red sun. Flakes falling from the sky, coating everything below in a layer of white.. not snow but ash” The above line could have easily been a paraphrase from Dante’s Devine Comedy. Our play will end some day the last sentient being, perhaps named Tonio, will ruefully expire, crying out “The Comedy Is Finished” as always .....

Thank you again Don. The old verbiage that a picture is worth a thousand words certainly applies here. After viewing this graphic presentation, I wonder if we have a thousand words left. As always....

Amazing, I wonder how long it will take the fIrst commercial venture, that sees good ($$) In any condition, to advertise romantic cruises to the pole under the midnight sun. As always .....

I remember as a very young man trying to reconcile the spiritual with the scientific. Two powerful “S” words. When did we become human? One scenario that stuck with me was a piece that described a living creature standing on a moonless dark plain or savannah, looking up at a sky filled with stars and wondering. At that moment the selection stated humanity began. Ironically, some time later I came upon an illustration by a spiritual publication and it showed a similar scene with a person staring at the stars. The caption read. “The fool says in his heart, there is no God”. The phrase, albeit, the first nine words resonates with me today and can be applied to many of our collective secular or non situations. I remain with the sad truth that still, “ The fool says in his heart there is no ............”. As always .......

Machines that make machines to be sold by machines for the use of other machines. The common persons final contribution, of course, Soylent Green. As always .....

Self investment, absolutely. Revised/additional color neutral hat slogan MAGAMA (Make America Great At Manufacturing Again) As always .....

Rectal? As always ....

Conceptually and demonstrably a cold month in the NNE. Still, being out side of even the meteorological defined winter, it would have to be a below normal late fall month. As always ...

Well, we have S19 to throw a reality damper on snow threats. Maybe he can morph into a warm season version H19 and do the same for tropical threats. Anthony will be there, for the joust, regardless of the season and our good Moderators can still keep the limit to five. (I know Irish, I need to get away from the postage stamp more often). As always ......

For the sometimes snowless five boroughs it’s the anticipation of the first event. It seems even a chance of snow flurries can be hyped to biblical proportions. Our city’s reaction is also an over or under proposition. At times the depth of the salt will surpass the depth of the event. Other times everyone is screaming for the spreader. What is Usually left, in our UHI paradise, is a slush shovel Festival before the inevitable overnight freeze. I enjoy hearing the squealing laughter of the young ones playing in whatever falls. If I’m fortunate and the frozen precipitation continues Into the daylight hours I wander into my postage stamp, standing alone and pondering all my loses. I look up to the shrouded grey sky and wait for a flake to touch my face and melt. When that happens everything, for me, becomes good again. As always ....

A day of reckoning eventually comes for all of us. As always .......

I imagine the implications may become personal for many when the task of pumping and sandbagging become every day tasks. As always ....

By 2050 my postage stamp will be part of a wetlands area. Considering the Greenland and Antarctica conditions, the finger in the dyke mentality may have already gone on too long. Thank you, Don, as always .....

Well stated. Everything gets a name including winter storms. Pretty soon T storms of varying intensity will be named. Just think of a weather alert announcing “take cover, Chip and Dale” approaching NYC Metro, As always .....

Julian, 140 or so years ago when the postage stamp came into existence, the water source for the house was a well. At the back of the stamp was a small house over another well that was there for deposits only. At that time ‘Brook’ lyn still had them free flowing. If you walked a few hundred feet beyond the block of the new row houses you could probably still see deer and the antelope playing. Today with indoor plumbing and Tap water. I am left with a postage stamp that is a home to horny squirrels or as I lovingly call them bushy tailed tree rats, a family of raccoons who got into and trashed the third floor apartment. Incidentally I believe they’re seeking reparations because the diseased oak they used to den in, I had taken down last year. Then there are the felines, both outside and in who are above it all and feel their entitled anyway. That leaves me which is probably good enough justification for all I’ve just described. Stay well (sorry for the pun) Julian, it could be worse. As always....

Yesterday, I thought it was finally raining on the postage stamp. Instead it was the damn A/C, on the floor above me, having a pissing fit. As always .....

Draw a line through the middle and the direction is obvious and for the last few years seems to be accelerating. To use the words of an often maligned, sometimes controversial Professional Meteorologist and part time Philosopher. “ The Trend Is Your Friend”. As always ....

As a widower, I covet your situations. The good that’s in both of your partnerships will keep them going. As always ....

The mantra of the dictatorial/authoritarian leaderships. The Will Of The Few For The Suffering Of The Many’ As always ....

Amazing but sad statistics. It may not be appropriate to think this way, however, my instinct tells me you could increase the China numbers by a factor of 20 or more and still not be right. As always .....

Where is the @me too movement when you want it. As always ......

Must have been an outer borough measurement. As always ....