Mad scientists are best enjoyed in a cartoon format. Competence and scientific integrity mean as much in this field as any other captured profession that parrots a party line or accepted dogma, cash is always king. There are those who break the mold, pursue a labour of love, accept true integrity to be that which is correct in theory and repeatable in practice. Cooling Cycle king Piers Corbyn‘s such a man.
Weather is his business and Corbyn doesn’t shy away from controversy to engage the leftie bleeding hearts in debate. They’re unbalanced affairs, he puts out the science, they turn on the fear-inducing jargon with a dash of hope and change to boot. There hasn’t been a serious challenge to the method used by Weather Action because it’s as old as humanity itself, only with modern gear that makes forecasting more reliable. In the freezing Warmist camp, they’re burning his effigy over a roaring fire, nightly.
Climategate, failure at Copenhagen, the ‘late’ Chicago Climate Exchange strangled in it’s cradle by those set to guard, the exposed gurus who couldn’t take the heat when they had to show their hand? That hasn’t stopped their European accomplices from trying it on with the well documented Carousel Vat scam as a road map, many millions have already gone the way of the Dodo. Nor has it kept financial pundits from putting in their two cents, talking their book and basing it on fictitious cries of the banshees.
Quiet as it’s kept, Economics is not a Science, it’s Voodoo but that hasn’t stopped connections being made where no knot could be properly tied. And indecipherable equations, virtual chicken blood distorts the view, which puts most people off from asking proper questions to their broker. Since those queries can now be searched online and discussions on every subject are so easily found, the game has changed but not enough to merit a trader’s pretense of expertise in the real sciences.
Al Gore‘s disciples come in all shapes and sizes but mostly they’re smarmy types who, after Michael Mann, learned how to eat crow and seem to have acquired a taste for it. Ranting fools are a not uncommon as any quick view of MSNBC will confirm but we didn’t expect to find such a treasure trove of delusion on Max Keiser‘s site, written by the man himself. It begs the question, who are his TV bosses, is someone coercing him into a wholly illogical viewpoint, quite removed from his ability to dissect fraud?
Stacy Herbert is Max’s accomplice and co-religionist but we’ll leave her out of this round in the fray. Mention Keiser’s Wall Street career and you get a “tree fell in the forest” routine in answer to his involvement with crimes against the five senses. That he lays claim to a sixth one as a prognosticator of financial outcomes goes without question but he’s not answering for his trader’s tricks, he’s flaunting them.
Perhaps that’s what’s most endearing about this personna as a work in progress, the wiley rascal got away with it. Why not ‘do it’ again? Calling for Infidel Hank Paulsen’s head was undoubtedly his breakthrough zinger gripping our imagination but news of fraud gets stale when it’s morphed into the ‘turd that wouldn’t flush’. That’s bait, the paper stuck to a shoe, it nags enough to disspel disbelief and set the stage for the next episode and then, Pow, Climate Change headlines again!
Kept in the realm of Money, Markets and Scandal would make this a worthy effort on it’s own but Keiser is hopelessly hyperactive and doesn’t know when to stop egging the pudding. It’s a headshaker for anyone in his fan club but Max carries on with ‘you’ll thank me in the end’ aplomb. He’s had every manner of guest on his shows but never anyone who’s willing to explain why the Climategate emails are so innocuous. The rest of us saw through the weasels picking the henhouse lock but Max says NO!
Keiser and the anti-CO2 enforcers have a long way to go but in the end they always have the easy-out option to say; ‘Sorry, we were wrong”. Fat chance according to the posts on his site, he always retreats to the comfort zone of the mocker’s molehill to sling AGW headlines full of out-of-place expletives across his site for effect. If Ms. Herbert can’t or won’t restrain him in this juvenile web traffic building, we ask what’s his agenda? Has he the cojones to go mano a mano with Corbyn? Not bloody likely!