Build-a-Bear: The Sinister Green Plot to Turn Our Kids into Eco-Fascist Manchurian Candidates

Do Al Gore or Dr Rajendra Pachauri own shares in the international toy franchise Build-A-Bear? Here is a video – one of a series of three – that the company’s impressionable young customers are being directed to watch via its website (Hat tip: Plato Says)

You can watch the other two here and here.

America’s parents aren’t happy at this kind of eco-indoctrination. Here’s a taste from Big Government.

Every year we take the kids to Build-A-Bear, but we have now gone for the last time. I get enough indoctrination from the main stream media, and now I need to worry about what political messges Build-A-Bear feels a need to pass on to my grandchidren? I don’t think so. They just made sure that we will now switch to a store that sells toys that don’t come with political indoctrination. Build-A-Bear, you just lost an entire family and generation of good customers.

Leave our children alone Build a Bear. I once thought your store was cute …. the whole concept of it but not anymore. Let children be children. They should not have to deal with heavy subjects such as Global warming which is a hoax anyway. Pure disgusting on your part and I will no longer shop at your stores or online.

Wow … more like build-a-scare than a bear. This is unconscionable. My kids have a dozen of their products but we will NOT be shopping there anymore. I just can’t believe they actually did that. I shouldn’t be surprised but what a mistake.

and here is Build-A-Bear’s CEO’s not altogether convincing response.

Our goal with the online webisodes was to show children, through two animated polar bears and a penguin, how they could also make a difference in big and small ways. The animated story occurs in the North Pole where the 2 polar bear characters live and they want to help keep the ice from melting so Santa and the reindeers can take off safely in time to deliver all their gifts. Thanks to the giant ice cubes created by the bear and penguin team they replace the melting ice and all is well so Santa and the reindeers do not miss a beat.

We had no other intentions with the story whatsoever. we do hear you and will certainly take your opinion into consideration when developing future stories. It is interested customers like yourselves that help us do a better job.


Maxine Clark

Maxine Clark
Founder and Chief Executive Bear

Merry Christmas, Maxine. Something tells me that your Yuletide sales figures are about to stink like Mr Hankey.

2 Responses to “Build-a-bear: the sinister green plot to turn our kids into eco-fascist Manchurian candidates”

  1. Rupert says:December 30, 2009 at 11:33 amWhat were the Penguins doing at the North Pole? Another nail in the coffin of Geography teaching in the US….
  2. connie says:January 12, 2010 at 7:15 pmbuild a bear is great, they are just teaching our kids not to be wasteful and help the planet.
    it does not matter where the animals are based in the story it is ment to be a fun childrens programme and they will learn where the animals actually live. in the end everything turns out great and santa delivers all the excited childrens gifts. the morral of the story is that if you think of good ideas, help paople and make a small difference it can help alot. maxine clark your great i take my kids to build a bear all the time and i go myself the idea is great i love it there was no need for this just beacause of a fun, delightful winter proggramme.
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Records of the Year 2009

This is terrible: for the first time in as long as I can remember the Sunday Telegraph hasn’t found space to run my records of the year. So here they are anyway. My taste is immaculate: you cannot go wrong. They’re in only rough order of preference, though the top five probably are my favourite top five. Enjoy!

The Decemberists – The Hazards Of Love (Rough Trade) *****

Whaaaat? Can I really have given it just a miserly four stars when this came out? The Hazards Of Love is so totally my album of the year, imbued with the shades of all manner of leftfield Americana from early REM to Neutral Milk Hotel, but undoubtedly its main influence is the codpiece n beards hey nonny nonny of Seventies folk rock. Their pre-Raphaelite lyrics about maidens and mythical creatures are pure Fairport Convention; their light/shade dynamic of bucolic folk whimsy and heavy guitar breaks are echt Jethro Tull. It is, of course, an utter joy from start to finish.

Maps – Turning The Mind (Mute) *****

This offering from whispery-voiced Northampton DJ James Chapman came oh so close to knocking The Decemberists off their perch as most utterly essential purchase of the year. More than fulfilling the promise of last year’s We Can Create, it’s the missing link between the DIY electronica of Stereolab, the moodiness of Underworld, the epicness of epic trance, the drugginess of Spiritualised and the immense catchiness of the Pet Shop Boys. Possibly, there are some tiny weak moments but at its majestic best – Papercuts, especially – the only response is to prostrate yourself with awe.

Butcher Boy – React Or Die (How Does It Feel To Be Loved) *****

I’m worried that if I give it five stars you’ll go out and buy it and sniff: “Hmm. This is a bit slight” – because it does initially sound quite fey and fragile and it’s only a measly half hour long. Trust me, though, it’s a grower and a joy. Butcher Boy are fronted by a thirtysomething Scots poet named John Blair Hunt, whose sweet vocals, gnomic, off-kilter  lyrics, neat, folk-tinged arrangements and restrained but gently lilting melodies call to mind Belle And Sebastian at their best.

Patrick Kelleher – You Look Cold (Osaka) *****

“Why does James always recommend music that makes you want to blow your brains out?” complains one of my Facebook friends. Because I’m a miserable bastard, obviously. But I do have immaculate taste and if you do too you’re going to love this Dublin-based bedroom DJ’s moody debut. It veers from morose James-Yorkston-type folk via eerie, distorted do-wop, to bleak Joy Division electronica to really quite heavy, brooding, urgent techno, all done with a fuzzy, home-made-on-cheap-instruments aesthetic. Not depressing, though, really, I promise. Just ruddy marvellous.

Wild Beasts – Two Dancers (Domino) *****

Leeds four-piece Wild Beasts aren’t much good at your catchy three-minute pop single. Their tracks meander slinkily and artily to some exceptionally Eighties sounding percussion and chimey guitars (and 80s production generally in fact) while the singer croons away in his odd falsetto. It’s like listening to the missing link between Antony and the Johnsons, the Associates and the Wedding Present, but in a good way obviously which is why I’ve given it five stars.

The xx – ‘xx’ (Young Turks) ****

Sparse, understated, and as jolly and lively as (and not dissimilar in sonic style to) Joy Division meeting Portishead on valium, this grows on you hugely with lovely, vaguely Lou-Reedy boy/girl duetting from songwriters Romy Madley Croft and Oliver Sim. “Bedroom-reared concrete soul” it has been called. Oddly, they went to the same South London comprehensive – Elliot School – that gave us Burial, Hot Chip and Kieren Hebden. So if you want your kids to become electro-indie miserabilists, you know where to send ’em.

The Witch And The Robot – On Safari (Atic) ****

If you’re a fan of Love’s hippy classic Forever Changes, this delightfully authentic-sounding piece of retro psychedelic folk from a band of eccentrics from Ambleside ought to be just your cup of tea. I’m not totally sure about the spoken-word tale on the final track (another song would have been better), but for the most part it’s as if the years post 1967 – dig the twittery flute intro on track four, man – just never happened. Great tunes; lyrics at once bizarre and erudite, especially the song about the Beatification of St Thomas Aquinas; groovy arrangements.

The Veils – Sun Gangs (Rough Trade) ****

Led by Finn Andrews (whose dad was in XTC) the Veils get better and better. They started out as promising Morrissey impersonators hampered by thinnish material, they’ve now got a lot more sonically adventurous, sounding like a very pleasing cross between Talking Heads (but in a good way), the Smiths, the Doors, and Echo and The Bunnymen. Epic, tortured, doomy but most importantly catchy.

Calvin Harris – Ready For The Weekend (Sony) ****

“Embrace the cheese, my old mucker!” Such was my DJ chum Eddy Temple-Morris’s advice when I’d expressed doubts about the new Calvin Harris album’s borderline-handbag tendencies. And how right he was. The fly-eyed young Scotsman’s second album is one mighty slab of floorfilling summer fun: squelchily synthetic, and, yes, a bit girls-night-out-in Ibiza, but with some magnificent touches, such as the Radiohead-like guitar intro to Worst Day and his unusually attractive (for a DJ) vocals. Dance Wiv Me – his collaboration with Dizzee Rascal – is a work of such almighty genius I feel almost unworthy of dancing to it.

Jamie T – Kings and Queens (Virgin) ****

Jamie Treays’s second album is a real gem, and a huge improvement on the slightly whiney, irksome Mercury-nominated debut Panic Prevention. Of course one’s natural instinct is to loathe any friend of Lily Allen’s who raps a bit like The Streets, only with a black south London accent. But the hooks are way too strong, his compositions (a lot of them on acoustic guitar this time) too versatile – on Spider’s Web like a cross between the Kinks and Marc Bolan, on Emily’s Heart like Lloyd Cole, plus lots of urban beats – and his lyrics too pungent and potent for you not to succumb eventually.

Editors – In This Light And On This Evening (Kitchenware) ****

Finally they’ve done it. Up until now, I’ve always felt that Birmingham’s Editors were a squandered opportunity. They had the wonderfully rich, doomy baritone of Tom Smith; and both the Euro industrial portentousness and rainwashed miserablism of the bleaker end of late 70s/early 80s synthpop, but what they lacked was the conviction to be something a bit more exciting than Coldplay dressed in black. To those who criticise them for being just a modern update of John Carpenter, Kraftwerk and Joy Division, I say: “Well, Mozart was just a modern update of Bach.” A triumph!

Mumford And Sons – Sigh No More (Universal) ****

When I first heard this, I would have laid money on the fact these musicians all wore bushy beards and dungarees, lived in the backwoods somewhere in the Bible Belt and had all married their cousins. Not so. They’re a bunch of West London poshos – fronted by Laura Marling’s drummer/squeeze Marcus Mumford – who just happen to sound like a hugely authentic banjo-plucking, God-fearing, barnstorming yearningly emotional cross between early REM, Neutral Milk Hotel, the Pogues and every alt-country act you ever loved from Fleet Foxes to the more bearable end of Kings of Leon.

Florence And The Machine – Lungs (Island) ****

Until quite recently Florence Welch used to be our babysitter, but was obviously far too shy and modest ever to mention she was about to become the hottest property in weird, angry-girl pop, winning every best newcomer prize going and wowing audiences with her mighty tonsel power and insane charisma. Anyway, her debut has quite rightly made her enormous. It’s great – raw, gothic, bloody, strange but not in a way that’s going to put you off if you like a strong, catchy tune and the idea of a Kate Bush meets Bjork and Siouxie with the attitude of PJ Harvey, the cred of Sarf London and a judicious hint of posh then this will do you nicely. And live, she’s even better.

Trentemoller – Harbour Boat Trips (HFN Music) *****

Is there anyone out there with better musical taste than Danish DJ Anders Trentemoller? Not on the evidence of this truly awesome mix album whose sole duff truck – some arty French bird emoting drearily – serves only to emphasise how mightily gorgeous the rest is. The mood ranges from sinister folk of Gravenhurst and neo-psychedelia of Brian Jonestown Massacre to the pulsing techno of Muscleheads and an awesome cover with the Raveonettes of Joy Division’s She’s Lost Control. Most perfect downtempo compilation album you’re going to hear all year.

Kasabian – West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum (Columbia) ****

I’ve always loved Kasabian for not taking themselves too seriously and my only objection to their third album as that there’s a whiff of major-label-itis about it: sacrificing some of their shambolic, balls-out, hedonism to an excess of polish, sophistication and one slow number – Happiness – it almost nullifies their entire career. But not quite. These are minor quibbles about what is still essentially another great Kasabian album, with top floor-filling anthems, a sensibility between Oasis, the Prodigy and (this time) West Coast hippy rock and a greater willingness to experiment.

Nancy Elizabeth – Wrought Iron (Leaf) ****

One of my big musical treats of the year was catching Wigan multi-instrumentalist singer/songwriter Nancy Elizabeth at English-folk central, the ineffably odd Cecil Sharp House. It amazes me that such a great talent isn’t more widely known and adored. Her 2007 debut Battle And Victory is a gem I highly recommend – especially the liltingly infectious, hammer-dulcimer-enhanced I Used To Try, and this follow up is no less of a sly, subtle joy. This is melancholy, wistful, pared-down folk – like a cross between flintier, slowed-down Kate Bush and a less abrasive PJ Harvey – which really grows on you.

Franz Ferdinand – Blood (Domino) ****

Did I mention when I reviewed Franz Ferdinand’s Tonight how much it was crying out for a dance remix? Well if I didn’t, I meant to. This is it and it’s marvellous – knocking spots off the original album. Though it’s billed as a “dub” album – remixed by Dan Carey a student of the Mad Professor – it’s much more than just Franz Ferdinand with a skanking, boomy bassline tacked on. Some of it – notably Die On The Floor – tends towards the floor-filling clubland anthem, some towards the stoner chill-out. Almost enough to restore one’s faith in their precocious talent.

Little Boots – Hands (Atlantic) ****

Ten years ago pint-sized Blackpool lass Victoria Hesketh was rejected in auditions for X-Factor by Simon Cowell. Little Boots is her spectacular revenge: here she’s sounding very much like the new Kylie, with a similarly broad appeal extending from tweenagers (my kids were instantly smitten) through to gay clubs and even ageing musos like me. In places you could almost be listening to Goldfrapp, at others it teeters dangerously on the brink of Euro cheese, but the melodies are irresistible and the production as clever and sheeny as a Britney Spears record.

Patrick Watson – Wooden Arms (Peacefrog) ****

Patrick Watson and his band come from the same Montreal scene as Arcade Fire, but I much prefer them. I suppose the most obvious analogy is if Antony [and the Johnsons] Hegarty were to have made an album with late Radiohead – sweet, wistful, haunting vocals meets meandering, dreamy electronica – except it’s stranger and more complex than that with echoes of Michael Nyman, ghostly piano, shimmering strings, Tom-Waits-like waltzes, all very cleverly arranged with gorgeous bits of detail like when the balalaikas come in on the title track.

Fuck Buttons – Tarot Sport (ATP) ****

Completely-does-your-head-in, My-Bloody-Valentine-style electronic noise for the post-E generation. It’s jolly good. And I like their very rude name.

Animal Collective – Merriweather Post Pavilion (Domino) ****

You’re just going to have to trust me on this: they meander, and they’re quite difficult and not obviously melodic. But Animal Collective are the business. And they don’t sound like anybody else.

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Climategate: The Corruption of Wikipedia

December 26, 2009

If you want to know the truth about Climategate, definitely don’t use Wikipedia. “Climatic Research Unit e-mail controversy”, is its preferred, mealy-mouthed euphemism to describe the greatest scientific scandal of the modern age. Not that you’d ever guess it was a scandal from  the accompanying article. It reads more like a damage-limitation press release put out by concerned friends and sympathisers of the lying, cheating, data-rigging scientists

Which funnily enough, is pretty much what it is. Even Wikipedia’s own moderators acknowledge that the entry has been hijacked, as this commentary by an “uninvolved editor” makes clear.

Unfortunately, this naked bias and corruption has infected the supposedly neutral Wikipedia’s entire coverage of Anthropogenic Global Warming (AGW) theory. And much of this, as Lawrence Solomon reports in the National Post, is the work of one man, a Cambridge-based scientist and Green Party activist named William Connolley.

Connolley took control of all things climate in the most used information source the world has ever known – Wikipedia. Starting in February 2003, just when opposition to the claims of the band members were beginning to gel, Connolley set to work on the Wikipedia site. He rewrote Wikipedia’s articles on global warming, on the greenhouse effect, on the instrumental temperature record, on the urban heat island, on climate models, on global cooling. On Feb. 14, he began to erase the Little Ice Age; on Aug.11, the Medieval Warm Period. In October, he turned his attention to the hockey stick graph. He rewrote articles on the politics of global warming and on the scientists who were skeptical of the band. Richard Lindzen and Fred Singer, two of the world’s most distinguished climate scientists, were among his early targets, followed by others that the band especially hated, such as Willie Soon and Sallie Baliunas of the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics, authorities on the Medieval Warm Period.

All told, Connolley created or rewrote 5,428 unique Wikipedia articles. His control over Wikipedia was greater still, however, through the role he obtained at Wikipedia as a website administrator, which allowed him to act with virtual impunity. When Connolley didn’t like the subject of a certain article, he removed it — more than 500 articles of various descriptions disappeared at his hand. When he disapproved of the arguments that others were making, he often had them barred — over 2,000 Wikipedia contributors who ran afoul of him found themselves blocked from making further contributions. Acolytes whose writing conformed to Connolley’s global warming views, in contrast, were rewarded with Wikipedia’s blessings. In these ways, Connolley turned Wikipedia into the missionary wing of the global warming movement.

Connolley has supposedly been defrocked as a Wikipedia administrator. Or so Wikipedia claimed in its feeble, there’s-really-not-much-we-can-do response to anxious questions from one of Watts Up With That’s readers.

In September 2009, the Wikipedia Arbitration Committee revoked Mr. Connolley’s administrator status after finding that he misused his administrative privileges while involved in a dispute unrelated to climate warming.

If this is true, it doesn’t seem to have made much difference to his creative input on the Wikipedia’s entries. Here he is – unless its just someone with an identical name – busily sticking his oar in to entries on the Medieval Warm Period (again) and the deeply compromised, soon-to-be-leaving (let’s hope) IPCC head Dr Rajendra Pachauri. And here he is again just three days ago, removing a mention of Climategate from Michael Mann’s entry. And here is an example of one of his Wikipedia chums – name of Stephan Schulz – helping to cover up for him by ensuring that no mention of that embarrassing Lawrence Solomon article appears on Connolley’s Wikipedia entry. And here he is deleting criticism of himself.

Connolley, it should also be noted, was one of the founder members of Real Climate – the friends-of-Michael-Mann propaganda outfit (aka “The Hockey Team”) which, in the guise of disinterested science, pumps out climate-fear-promoting hysteria on AGW and tries to discredit anyone who disagrees with the ManBearPig “consensus”.

Here he is, for example, being bigged up in a 2006 email from Michael Mann:

>> I’ve attached the piece in word format. Hyperlinks are still there,
>> but not clickable in word format. I’ve already given it a good
>> go-over w/ Gavin, Stefan, and William Connelley (our internal “peer
>> review” process at RC), so I think its in pretty good shape. Let me
>> know if any comments…

and here are some of his associates:

From: Phil Jones
To: William M Connolley ,Caspar Ammann
Subject: Figure 7.1c from the 1990 IPCC Report
Date: Fri, 05 Jan 2007 13:38:40 +0000
Cc: Tom Crowley ,”Michael E. Mann” , “raymond s. bradley” , Stefan Rahmstorf , Eric Steig ,,,, David Archer , “Raymond P.” ,,, “Mitchell, John FB (Chief Scientist)” , “Jenkins, Geoff” , “Warrilow, David (GA)” , Tom Wigley ,, “Folland, Chris”

Get that? The guy who has been writing Wikipedia’s entry on Climategate (plus 5,000 others relating to “Climate Change”) is the bosom buddy of the Climategate scientists.

Nope, this isn’t a problem that is going to go away. Wikipedia may well be beyond redemption – as this useful resource site for Wiki-inaccuracies would seem to suggest. Like so many hippyish notions, Jimmy Wales’s idea of a free encyclopedia for everyone was a noble intention which has been cruelly and horribly abused by some very ugly people.

Do you want to know just how ugly? I’ve been saving the worst till last. Here it is: William Connelley’s Wikipedia photograph.


UPDATE: (thanks, wondrous Thomas 33 for your delving). Et Tu, Jimmy Wales? It seems that the dread Connolley once earned the approbation of the Wiki-King himself, as he boasts here on an old blog:




Connolley has done such amazing work…

Back to wikipedia… Nature has an article on wikipedia vs Britannica. It was an interesting exercise, and as the most notable climatologist on wiki :-) they interviewed me, which lead to the sidebar article “Challenges of being a Wikipedian” (see the Nature article; click on the “challenges” link near the bottom). It contains the rather nice quote from Jimbo Wales “Connolley has done such amazing work and has had to deal with a fair amount of nonsense” (does Lumo still read this?).

He can also be found gloating evilly over his powers:



A few snippets from wikipedia… I’m now an admin, and hence have ultimate power to CRUSH ALL MY ENEMIES HA HA HA HA!!! <evil laugh trails off into the distance>. Sadly no: the rules prohibit me from abusing my powers and there are always other people watching anyway. And not that I have too many enemies, Of Course. Some of the comments are interesting though: try the RFA, scroll down for the Opposes. 

And I’ve just made my 10,000th edit. That slacker Lubos only has 2.3k, & Charles matthews has a feeble 54k.

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5 Responses to “Climategate: the corruption of Wikipedia”

  1. Cassandra Troy says:December 26, 2009 at 10:44 amHi James. Thanks for all the great posts!

    “Climatic Research Unit e-mail controversy”, is its preferred, mealy-mouthed euphemism to describe the greatest scientific scandal of the modern age.”

    Haven’t you heard? It’s “SwiftHack” now (as in “swiftboating”): – LOL

  2. Gregory Kohs says:December 28, 2009 at 2:35 amIn this season of fundraising for the Wikimedia Foundation, it would be nice if people actually looked into WHY the Foundation that runs Wikipedia gets only 2 stars (out of four) for “organizational efficiency”. Donors should just throw 60 cents down the drain for every dollar they give this idiotic organization.

  3. PhilBest says:December 28, 2009 at 3:49 amJames, I’m trying to get your attention with THIS: (I posted it 5 days ago on another thread, the one about being a proud parent. And James is that; that’s all the more reason to have all the angles of this scandal covered by him)

    One thing James Delingpole actually does not seem to have caught up on yet, is the Google hits manipulation scandal. He says 31 million hits. But it was nearly that high 3 weeks ago, only to mysteriously drop to below 20 million, while Yahoo has gone up to over 50 million. “Bing” apparently went to 50 million 2 weeks ago, only to even more mysteriously drop back to below 10 million.

    I won’t post links in case this blog doesn’t like them. Check out the online articles “Googlegate” by Harold Ambler and “Google Carrying Out More Purges Than Stalin” by Kathy Shaidle.

  4. Bob Innes says:January 5, 2010 at 12:10 amJames: A change is as good as a rest so if that novel got you down, have a gander at a different but similar situation in which interested parties have kidnapped a wiki subject –

    If you scroll down to a section called euphemistically, Views of Short Selling, you will see the whitewash job someone has done on the subject. Narry a mention of any immoral or criminal aspect. For that, one has to go to the talk page and also start looking at the history page about early summer 2009. Naturally the industry wants nobody to understand how this practice creates virtual duplicates and /or counterfeits.

    If you want to delve further into the whole mess, there are several sites to visit. The most active would be
    Jim Wales gets his share of ink.
    Another i like is
    Lots of sites object to the illegal naked shorting. I seem to be alone in being opposed to legal shorting, per my site.

    If you’re suitably horrified (maybe you own some shares) you can go to a petition (one of several) aimed at outlawing this situation.

    Please feel free to contact me if you’d like to follow up. I’m not sure what to do about Wikipedia. There seems to be copy cat sites springing up, even one called Conservapedia! so maybe the whole thing will collapse into a useless bog. Trying to keep up with these jokers seems to be hopeless. The folks making the money got time to burn.

    Keep up the good work.


  5. Bob Innes says:January 5, 2010 at 12:23 amAddress correction. Please forgive & delete.
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A drop of claret never hurt my little darlings | James Delingpole

December 21st, 2009

The latest health fatwa is aimed at the wrong target, as usual, says James Delingpole.

Ian Jones red wine A drop of claret never hurt my little darlings

This weekend I shall sit down to Sunday lunch with my children, splash their glasses with a drop of claret, and drink a hearty toast to the departure of the Chief Medical Officer, Sir Liam Donaldson. My children are nine and 11, so I know Sir Liam would disapprove – indeed, he told us as much in his latest fatwa. “Children under 15 should not drink alcohol at all,” declared his new health guidelines on children’s drinking. “Those between 15 and 17 should be supervised by their parents if they are drinking and should limit alcohol intake to one day a week.”

The cheek of it! Was there ever a hectoring, busybodying government directive better guaranteed to have the opposite effect of the one intended? That was certainly its impact upon me. Normally at Sunday lunch, my children only have half a finger’s worth of wine in their glasses – just to give the water a bit of colour, and make them feel grown-up. But after Sir Liam’s nannying strictures, I’m tempted to treat the little darlings to a magnum each.

What’s even more galling about strictures like this is that they’re directed at the wrong target. We all know where Britain’s most serious child-drinking problems lie: on sink estates and among broken homes where rudderless urchins are routinely downing alcopops and cans of super-strong lager before they’ve reached their teens.

But even if these problem kids or their absent parents were capable of reading a newspaper, they wouldn’t give a stuff. So instead, flailing desperately for attention, Sir Liam has to have his peevish dig at the very people who deserve his attention least: the soft-target middle classes.

Now you might think, and I might think, that it is quite a good idea to borrow the French habit of gently introducing children to the convivial pleasures of the grape. But not according to sourpuss Sir Liam. This, he declares, is a “middle-class obsession”. There is, he insists, no evidence to suggest that “weaning” children on to alcohol makes them sensible drinkers: “Alcohol has a ruinous effect on the foundations of adult life. Too often childhood is robbed of its clear-eyed innocence and replaced with the befuddled futility that comes with the consumption of dirt-cheap alcohol.”

Scary, fire-and-brimstone stuff. But perhaps his argument might have carried a little more weight if Sir Liam didn’t have such a long history of crying wolf. This, remember, is the same doom-monger (“Private Frazer”, as The Spectator‘s Rod Liddle has nicknamed him) who cheerfully assured us that between 50,000 and 750,000 of us were likely to die of avian flu (actual death toll: zero) and that perhaps 60,000 of us would be finished off by swine flu (deaths in England so far: 178). Earlier this year, he put satirists out of business by inventing the concept of “passive drinking”. This, he explained, was a bit like “passive smoking” – only with booze instead of fags – and resulted in precisely 3,393 deaths every year.

If this was about just one scaremongering killjoy we could all rest easy: he is, after all, retiring next year to enjoy a £2.2 million pension pot (funded, presumably, by us pie-eyed middle-class lushes). But unfortunately, Sir Liam is all too representative of an administration whose primary goal seems to be to micromanage every last detail of our private lives, from how and where and what we smoke, eat and drink to the kind of jokes we are permitted to tell.

Since coming into power 12 years ago, the New Labour Government has created more than 3,000 new offences, of which 1,472 can carry a prison sentence (including smoking in a public place, disobeying a health and safety inspector or selling a grey squirrel – yes, really).

One might have hoped that this plethora of rules and regulations would have ushered in a golden era of low-crime tranquillity. Instead, we feel less safe and more oppressed.

Why? One reason, surely, is the Government’s obsession with finding new ways of persecuting the law-abiding majority over social problems which, all too often, were made in Whitehall. The failure of our education system is a good example: rather than remedying it with rigour and discipline, Ed Balls’s brilliant proposed solution is to imprison parents who lie about their address when applying for school places.

Similarly absurd is the Government’s order that all children must be taught why it is wrong for husbands to beat up their wives. The only reason this has become an issue is because of Labour’s pussyfootingly lax stance on wife-beating (and worse) among certain minorities. Rather than confront the problem head on, it has to waste everyone’s time and money by presenting it as a pan-cultural phenomenon.

It all reminds me of those days back in school when one child had done something wrong and, by way of punishment, the whole class was forced into detention. My response to this kind of injustice is the same now as it was when I was a boy. I want to rebel. I want to put bullying “Sir” in his place. That’s why, this Sunday, my children and I will be raising a glass to the final days of Sir Liam.

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One Response to “A drop of claret never hurt my little darlings”

  1. Joel Stucki, MN says:December 24, 2009 at 11:13 pmMerry Christmas James!
    Good tidings to you and yours…

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Copenhagen: The Sweet Sound of Exploding Watermelons

I take it all back. Copenhagen was worth it, after all – if only for the sphincter-bursting rage its supposed failure has caused among our libtard watermelon chums. (That’s watermelon, as in: green on the outside, red on the inside).

As Damian reports, on Twitter they’re all planning to cleanse Mother Gaia of their polluting presence Jonestown-style.

The Great Moonbat is sounding more unhinged than ever:

Goodbye Africa, goodbye south Asia; goodbye glaciers and sea ice, coral reefs and rainforest. It was nice knowing you. Not that we really cared. The governments which moved so swiftly to save the banks have bickered and filibustered while the biosphere burns.

And Polly Toynbee is blaming the whole fiasco on false consciousness.

Most leaders in Copenhagen were out ahead of their people. Most understand the crisis better than those they represent, promising more sacrifice than their citizens are yet ready to accept – while no doubt praying for some miraculous technological escape.

Sometimes we’re inclined to dismiss Polly as a loveable comedy figure, what with her lovely house in Tuscany contrasting so amusingly with her prolier-than-thou politics, and the never ending japesomeness of her deft, lighter-than-air prose.

But you know what? When she reveals her true colours, as she does here, I think she’s really, really scary. Her whole article teeters on the brink of demanding an eco-fascist world government to save us all from ourselves.

She yearns, like a woman wailing for her demon lover, for the righteous apocalypse which will teach us the error of our ways:

What would it take? A tidal wave destroying New York maybe – New Orleans was the wrong people – with London, St Petersburg and Shanghai wiped out all at once.

What she really wants, though, as you see from the plaintive, yearning tone of this sentence is global dictatorship:

As things stand, politics has not enough heft nor authority.

One day, Polly dear. One day.

UPDATE: Christ on a bike! You thought Moonbat and Pol-Pot were barking. Wait till you read Johann Hari’s tearful summation in the Independent.

Throughout the negotiations here, the world’s low-lying island states have clung to the real ideas as a life raft, because they are the only way to save their countries from a swelling sea. It has been extraordinary to watch their representatives – quiet, sombre people with sad eyes – as they were forced to plead for their own existence. They tried persuasion and hard science and lyrical hymns of love for their lands, and all were ignored.

Does he mean the man in the bow-tie from Tuvalu who wept openly for his island’s fate but on closer cross-examination – as Andrew Bolt reported – turned out to live nowhere near Tuvalu (whose sea-levels, in any case, have not risen in several decades)?

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Climategate: Green Agony Uncle ‘Dear James’ answers your Copenhagen questions

Dear James,

On the news I have seen footage of rank crusties in foetid polar bear costumes being sprayed with tear gas by Danish police. Isn’t this bad for the environment?

Rob Stevely, Fla.

Dear James answers: No, it’s good news, Rob! Though tear gas can indeed contribute to the greenhouse effect, this is offset by the dramatic CO2 reduction when a man in a polar bear costume stops breathing. Also you should quit worrying about the greenhouse effect: it’s what makes our planet habitable.

Dear James,

In my newspapers it says that Southern Britain is expecting 8 inches of snow this weekend and that there is an increased likelihood of a white Christmas. Does this mean that all the Environment Correspondents who write stories every day about Man-Made Global Warming are a bunch of hysterical berks whose claims I can trust about as far as I could throw a polar bear?

Mattie Storin, Westminister

Dear James responds: You might think Mattie but I couldn’t possibly say. However, as no less a sage than Homer Simpson recently pointed out, “global warming” (or “Climate change” as it is more usefully known these days) is responsible for all weather, hot or cold, rainy or sunny, windy or calm. So an Environment Correspondent only has to look out of the window to find further compelling evidence of “Climate change”. So yes, we are all definitely to blame for this weekend’s snow.

Dear James,

In today’s paper I read that our dear leader Gordon Brown and that nice Ed Miliband are backing a deal which could see Britain leading the world in carbon emissions reductions, halving our greenhouse gas output by 2020. Should I feel happy about this?

Barry Leatherman, Kent

Dear James writes: Do you remember that time, Barry, when your Mum told you that the reason you couldn’t find your much-loved medieval play castle (with knights and dragon) anywhere in your toy cupboard was because you’d grown out of it and she’d given it to the “poor children” who needed it more than you? Well, think of Miliband/Brown as your mum, imagine that the play castle represented about 20 per cent of your earned income, and think of those poor children as an unholy trinity made up of third world kleptocrat dictators, carbon trading billionaires and faceless, hectoring EU apparatchiks. How happy does that make you feel Barry? Barry? BARRY? Why are you smiling like Jack Nicholson in The Shining? You’re surely not taking that axe where I think you’re taking it? Don’t do it, Barry. You’ll never get past the Downing Street security….

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Climategate: James Randi forced to recant by Warmist thugs for showing wrong kind of scepticism

You all know James Randi.

He’s the world famous Psychic Investigator whose rigorous scepticism has been the undoing of many a fraudulent spoonbender, dodgy faith-healer and ouija-board-wobbling spiritualist.

Randi is the expert magician and escape artist who is offering $1 million in his Paranormal Challenge “to anyone who can show, under proper observing conditions, evidence of any paranormal, supernatural, or occult power or event.” No one has yet come close to claiming it because that’s the kind of fellow Randi is: an utterly fearless seeker-after-truth; the kind of guy who, if you cut him in half – the result of a stage trick going wrong maybe – you’d find the word “Sceptic” right through his middle. Except, of course, being as he’s American it would be spelt Skeptic.

Sadly, it seems that there’s one form of scepticism that not even the great James Randi can be permitted. And that is scepticism towards the existence of Al Gore’s mythical creation ManBearPig, aka Anthropogenic Global Warming.

Randi discovered this to his cost when he tried posting on the subject at his James Randi Educational Foundation website. And it’s not as though he was outing himself as a full-on “denier”. All Randi was trying to do was express a note of caution about the notion of “consensus” within the world of science.

He wrote:

An unfortunate fact is that scientists are just as human as the rest of us, in that they are strongly influenced by the need to be accepted, to kowtow to peer opinion, and to “belong” in the scientific community. Why do I find this “unfortunate”? Because the media and the hoi polloi increasingly depend upon and accept ideas or principles that are proclaimed loudly enough by academics who are often more driven by “politically correct” survival principles than by those given them by Galileo, Newton, Einstein, and Bohr. (Granted, it’s reassuring that they’re listening to academics at all — but how to tell the competent from the incompetent?) Religious and other emotional convictions drive scientists, despite what they may think their motivations are.

The Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) — a group of thousands of scientists in 194 countries around the world, and recipient of the 2007 Nobel Peace Prize — has issued several comprehensive reports in which they indicate that they have become convinced that “global warming” is and will be seriously destructive to life as we know it, and that Man is the chief cause of it. They say that there is a consensus of scientists who believe we are headed for disaster if we do not stop burning fossil fuels, but a growing number of prominent scientists disagree. Meanwhile, some 32,000 scientists, 9,000 of them PhDs, have signed The Petition Project statement proclaiming that Man is not necessarily the chief cause of warming, that the phenomenon may not exist at all, and that, in any case, warming would not be disastrous.

Happily, science does not depend on consensus. Conclusions are either reached or not, but only after an analysis of evidence as found in nature. It’s often been said that once a conclusion is reached, proper scientists set about trying to prove themselves wrong. Failing in that, they arrive at a statement that appears — based on all available data — to describe a limited aspect about how the world appears to work. And not all scientists are willing to follow this path. My most excellent friend Martin Gardner once asked a parapsychologist just what sort of evidence would convince him he had erred in coming to a certain conclusion. The parascientist replied that he could not imagine any such situation, thus — in my opinion — removing him from the ranks of the scientific discipline rather decidedly.

History supplies us with many examples where scientists were just plain wrong about certain matters, but ultimately discovered the truth through continued research. Science recovers from such situations quite well, though sometimes with minor wounds.

Just the kind of rational, questioning, thoughtful approach we’ve come to expect from James Randi.

But the eco-fascists among his readership weren’t having it one bit. Here are some of the comments which swiftly appeared below his heretical post:

“It would be hard to imagine Randi siding with one of the many similar petition projects against evolution instead of accepting the consensus of biologists.”

“The thing is, Climate Scientists aren’t publicly attacking anyone. Rather, they are under pernicious attack themselves. The East Anglia CRU have had their lives and reputations assaulted by people who were not prepared to spend the few seconds it would take to check the facts.”

“What disturbs me is the phrase, “Warming will not be disastrous”. Tell that to the millions in Pakistan, India, and South America whose river sources will die with the glaciers from which they spring. Tell that to the thousands of parents whose children will die of malaria, dengue fever, and the other tropical scourges whose ranges are increasing as the climate warms.”

“Objections to Randi’s position have been duly noted here and elsewhere, and they are not new — and neither is Randi’s cynicism disguised as skepticism. The logical fallacies are numerous in his post, and easy to identify, should someone wish to play a game of AWG-denial Bingo.”

“I was also saddened by Randi siding with the GW denialists. He seems to have fallen for a number of logical fallacies, and apparently prefers self-deception and ignorance when it comes to this issue. Very, very sad.”

and this one from an especially self-righteous fellow called John Huntingdon:

“I was at my computer today considering where to put my year-end charitable donations. I had solicitations from at least four skeptical
organizations, and was struggling to decide where to put my money. And so, I took a break and checked my Google reader, and saw PZ Myers’
posting on your foray into climate science. After reading your post in full, I removed the JREF from my donation list.”

Actually, when you read through all the comments, you discover that there at least as many in Randi’s favour as there are against him; and also, that much of the nasty stuff is the handiwork of a small group of (not desperately well-informed) eco-zealots, among them a horrid little tic named Arthur.

All the same it was too much for Randi. The poor fellow felt compelled to issue a semi-apology in a post headlined “I Am Not Denying Anything.”

Somehow, my AGW commentary was seriously misunderstood by some. Part of the reason for that is probably due to the fact that I took a much longer, 5,000-word piece, and cut it down to about 1,400 words to better fit Swift’s needs. Along the way, some clarity was lost. For that, I apologize.

Rather bizarrely, Randi ends his light grovel by quoting a journalist named James Hrynshyn (who he?) who, he says, “was kind enough to call our office yesterday to discuss the evidence for and against AGW.” What this Hrynshyn character apparently told him was:

“While we are both amateurs, I think it behooves us to give in to those who have devoted their professional lives to understanding this complex subject. And what they have to say can be boiled down to this: the world is warming and humankind is responsible for at least half of that rise in global average temperatures.”

Randi’s response to this piece of bullying?


To which I can only say:


UPDATE: Just found the site of this James Houyhnhm. Check out the photograph. At one point, he actually has the gall to suggest that Randi’s lapse may be the result of illness: “Could it be that the fact he is currently suffering through chemotherapy for intestinal cancer explain the lapse?”

Then he reports proudly on how he bullied an old man into submission:

I wondered if perhaps Randi, who is very good at finding simple explanations for chicanery masquerading as magic, is just too skeptical of anything that requires a post-graduate degree to understand. I pressed for a reason why those of us who are basically amateurs shouldn’t grant those who have devoted their lives to understanding the subject a little respect and take them at their word when they say we’re responsible for at least half of the observed warming. I am please to report that he replied that, yes, perhaps he has more thinking to do.


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One Response to “Climategate: James Randi forced to recant by Warmist thugs for showing wrong kind of scepticism”

  1. Reyes says:December 21, 2009 at 3:33 amYour articles are very good, Mr Delingpole.

    On this occasion, I think the Americans are right and the British are “wrong” in their spelling (notwithstanding the borderline-amoral claim that “language is usage”). It’s a violation of the logic of English to write ’sceptic’ if you intend something like ’skeleton’ or ‘basket,’ and not ’sceptre’ or ‘adolescent’. For the letter c when followed by the letter e should be pronounced soft (as it is in French and Spanish and perhaps other languages). Most readers pick up this rule, if implicitly, which is why ’sceptic’ looks so bad.

    The only exceptions I’m aware of are Celt, ceilidh and soccer (which is a neologism based on an abbreviation, “assoc.”).


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Copenhagen: An Utter Waste of Everyone’s Time, Energy and Money with a Carbon Footprint the Size of Texas

Breaking news: Barack Obama has thrashed out a Copenhagen deal “not sufficient to combat the threat of climate change” which has left no country “entirely satisfied.”

No surprise there, then. Why did they bother?

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Climategate: We Won the Battle, But at Copenhagen We Just Lost the War

Copenhagen has been a disaster for the free world and hardly anyone seems to have noticed.

We have been distracted by the sweet schadenfreude as the event was overshadowed by the Climategate scandal at the beginning, and the Russian bombshell at the end.

And by our delight in seeing the many business interests of the IPCC ’s jet-setting chairman Dr Rajendra Pachauri cruelly exposed.

And by the told-you-so satisfaction of seeing it proved beyond all reasonable doubt that the “scientific” process informing the IPCC’s increasingly hysterical reports is corrupt, fraudulent and politically motivated.

And by the irony of the snow beginning to fall on a conference whose ostensible purpose was to prevent global warming.

And by the sheer messy incompetence of the whole affair, with its riots, shambolic organisation and brutality whose victims including Lord Monckton.

But if we think the events of the last fortnight marked a triumph for commonsense over hair shirt green lunacy, we are sadly deluding ourselves. Copenhagen was never about winning or losing a scientific argument. And it wasn’t, as even green campaigners have begun belatedly to realise, about “saving” the environment either.

Here is that Obergruppenfuhrer among eco-freaks Bill McKibben at Mother Jones:

This afternoon at Copenhagen a document mysteriously leaked from the UN Secretariat. It was first reported from the Guardian, and by the time it was posted online it oddly had my name scrawled all across the top—I don’t know why, because I didn’t leak it.

My suspicion, though, is because it confirms something I’ve been writing for weeks. The cuts in emissions that countries are proposing here are nowhere near good enough to meet even their remarkably weak target of limiting temperature rise to two degrees Celsius. In fact, says the UN in this leaked report, the  cuts on offer now produce a rise of at least three degrees, and a CO2 concentration of at least 550 ppm, not the 350 scientists say we need, or even the weak 450 that the US supposedly supports.

In other words, this entire conference is an elaborate sham, where the organizers have known all along that they’re heading for a very different world than the one they’re supposedly creating. It’s intellectual dishonesty of a very high order, and with very high consequences. And it’s probably come too late to derail the stage management—tomorrow Barack Obama will piously intone that he’s committed to a two degree temperature target. But he isn’t—and now he can’t even say it with a straight face.

Let’s ignore McKibben’s barmy notion that man has it in his power to control global climate by tinkering with CO2 output, and concentrate on that part of his tearful outburst that does make sense. Copenhagen never really had anything to do with “Climate Change”. Rather it was a trough-fest at which all the world’s greediest pigs gathered to gobble up as much of your money and my money as they possibly could, under the righteous-sounding pretence that they were saving the planet.

This nauseating piggery took two forms. First were the Third World kleptocracies – led by the likes of Hugo Chavez and Robert Mugabe – using “Global Warming” as an excuse to extort guilt-money from the Western nations.

Second, and much more dangerous, were the First World Corporatists who stand to make trillions of dollars using the Enron economics of carbon trading. Never mind all the talk of President Obama’s trifling $100 billion pledge. This is very small beer compared with the truly eye-watering sums that will be ransacked from our economies and our wallets over the next decades in the name of “carbon emissions reduction.”

Richard North has spotted this, even if virtually nobody else has. The key point, he notes, is the Copenhagen negotiators’ little-publicised decision to save the Kyoto Protocol. This matters because it was at Kyoto that the mechanisms for establishing a global carbon market were established. Carbon trading could not possibly exist without some form of agreement between all the world’s governments on emissions: the market would simply collapse. By keeping Kyoto alive, the sinister troughers of global corporatism have also kept their cash cow alive.

As North says:

This is nothing to do with the headline billions and all the rest. Nope, the deal is that the Kyoto Protocol is saved – which is what all the fuss was really about. That safeguards the carbon market and opens the way for it to expand to the $2-trillion level by the year 2020. Against that, even €100 billion is chump-change – you can buy countries with that sort of money.

Their deal in place, the kleptocrats and the Corporatocracy can go away happy and plan how to spend all their ill-gotten gains, leaving the leaders to grandstand, make their deals, shake hands and strut through their photo-sessions before jetting off in olumes of “carbon” to be greeted as saviours by their underwhelmed peoples.

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Climategate: Monckton and North spit-roast Pachauri

A couple of must-reads if you haven’t seen them already.

First, the splendid Christopher Monckton’s thoroughgoing demolition of a speech given at Copenhagen yesterday by the IPCC’s increasingly threadbare chairman, Dr Rajendra Pachauri. As I suggested the other day, there may be the odd conflict-of-interest issue between Pachauri’s various directorships in the alternative energy industry and his position in charge of a body (the IPCC) with so much power to change global energy policy.

The Viscount Monckton thinks so too:

It is time for Railroad Engineer Pachauri to get back to his signal-box. About the climate, as they say in New York’s Jewish quarter, he knows from nothing.

Together with Australian Senator Fielding, he has written this to Dr Pachauri:

We have looked for your declaration of these interests in the documents of the IPCC, particularly in its 2007 Fourth Assessment Report, but we have not found them.

Our conclusion is that you have numerous substantial direct or indirect vested financial and commercial interests profiting from the emissions reduction processes that the documents produced by the IPCC under your chairmanship have triggered.

I would be very surprised if the cricket-loving, jetsetting, troll-impersonator remains the IPCC’s chairman for much longer. Not after these equally devastating assaults by Richard North here and here.

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