In terms of global food security, it is cold we should fear, not heat.
It’s cold tonight, and I sit at my desk, wishing it were warmer. Even with central heat and air, winter is a difficult time. My sinuses are inflamed, my knuckles are dry and red, and my joints are sore with the cold. Every year I dread it more. And now environmentalists like Jeff Bezos want to make it colder.
It’s no accident that Shakespeare wrote of “the winter of our discontent” (Richard III) and of “the icy fang / And churlish chiding of the winter’s wind” (As You Like It). Shakespeare, who lived through some of the coldest decades of the Little Ice Age, found nothing to like about winter. Nor did Dickens, who wrote often of “the winter of despair,” or, in a line about the short days of winter that applies to today’s liberals, “Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it.” Turn off the lights — you’re burning too much fossil fuel!
The fact is that cold is more damaging than heat.