Greenpeace co-founder Patrick Moore has testified to Congress on the imminent Sixth Great Extinction predicted in a recent UN report. His verdict could hardly be more devastating to the cause of environmental alarmism: he says there is no evidence to support these doomsday predictions whatsoever.
Moore – whose role in co-founding Greenpeace is so embarrassing to the organisation that it has tried to airbrush him out of its history – was appearing as a witness before the House Subcommittee on Water, Oceans and Wildlife.
He told the Democrat-led committee that the UN’s Global Assessment Report of the Intergovernmental Science-Policy Platform on Biodiversity and Ecosystem Services (IBPES) was merely a “front for a radical political, social, and economic transformation of our entire civilization”.
Here are the three things which have most shocked and disgusted (though not surprised) me about the European Elections.
They are all manifestations of the same problem: a bullying, corrupt, self-serving, dishonest, arrogant, politically correct, anti-democratic, left-liberal Establishment which is prepared to do almost anything to stop its entrenched powers being handed to the people.
British Steel is on the verge of collapse. I would love to tell you that this is purely the result of EU carbon emissions regulations designed by green zealots to put heavy industry out of business. But actually, it’s more complicated than that.
In fact the issues involved go to the heart of perhaps the most important question facing Britain right now: what kind of country do we want to be if and when we finally escape the burning building that is the European Union?
If you believe this opportunistic video from the Brexit Party, it’s all down to the government’s failure to deliver Brexit.
My least favourite part of Peter Jackson’s magisterial Lord of the Rings trilogy is the half hour of toecurling mawkishness at the end where you have to endure all the surviving characters getting married and living happily ever after. Game of Thrones was inevitably going to have a similar problem. After 70 episodes of intrigue, rape, incest, massacres, betrayal, quests, duels, epic battles, existential struggles with the forces of the undead, the healing – and sometimes clunky and twee – resolutions in the 71st were always going to be a bit of an anticlimax.
But how could it be otherwise?
That’s why I’m going to disagree quite strongly with all those critics who are dissing the series finale as the most embarrassingly lame thing ever.
Rees-Mogg, Conservative MP for North-East Somerset, has staunch Roman-Catholic principles, traditionalist views and old-fashioned manners which have earned him the nickname “the Honourable Member for the 18th Century.” But there is nothing remotely fusty about his dry sense of humour or that sharp brain of his.
Rees-Mogg is clear-sighted, articulate and devastatingly frank about the problems facing the Conservatives as a result of their disastrous mishandling of Brexit.
Brexit Party's Annunziata Rees-Mogg: My Brother Supports Me, May Has 'Abandoned' Tory Members, Voters https://t.co/y6SmGizrxq
The attack happened while Farage was in Newcastle Upon Tyne, as part of a whistlestop tour which is taking him to all corners of England for his final campaign push before Thursday’s European election.
Farage was unharmed, though his suit most definitely wasn’t. You can well understand why he was so very peeved – not least at the failure of his tight security to prevent what could have been an assault by something far worse than milkshake.
The supposedly witty tweet seems to be an opportunistic response to a story that police in Scotland asked a local branch of McDonald’s not to sell milkshakes during a rally at Edinburgh’s Corn Exchange by Nigel Farage’s Brexit Party.
This week I caught up with the Brexit Party on the EU elections campaign trail and was hugely impressed by the Blitzkrieg operation I saw. Any new party that can field candidates as strong as Ann Widdecombe (formerly a senior minister in John Major’s Conservative government) and Roger Lane-Nott (a retired rear-admiral who commanded the submarine HMS Splendid during the Falklands War) clearly deserves to be taken seriously.
Widdecombe and Lane-Nott had come to a meet-the-candidates event held at Highcliffe Castle in Dorset on the south coast of England. They went down a storm with prospective voters. The event was so popular that there wasn’t space to fit everyone in — until Widdecombe personally intervened to help squeeze in all the well-wishers who’d been denied entrance.
The Guardian newspaper has decided to change the name ‘global warming’ because it doesn’t sound scary enough. From now on, the Guardian‘s editor-in-chief Kath Viner has ordered, ‘global warming’ is to be called ‘global heating.’