In a couple of excellent and typically well put together pieces here and here, mr Porretto describes the PDOOMA factor of Gloebull Warmening.

What he brushes up against but doesn’t expound too heavily on is the phenomena I like to refer to as “Persistence of Ignorance”

Here’s a classic example. In the 1980’s, a bunch of strange geometric patterns started appearing in the rye and barley fields of Cheesefoot Head, in Hampshire, UK. Winesses claimed they experienced paranormal activity in those “crop circles” and there were any number of learned scientific explanations for their causes. Leonard Nimoy narrated specials where explanations were proposed and experts consulted. And then, a couple of happy drunks named Doug Bower and Dave Chorley came forward and confessed to having made the designs themselves.

Normal people had a good laugh, sometimes at their own expense, and moved on.

Those suffering from Persistence of Ignorance refused to believe the stated and obvious truth. And castigated the two men for their audacity. “No human could do that by themself”. “Clearly you aren’t responsible for crop circles in Idaho” etc. etc. Even when the truth was exposed, there were some- many, even, who would not accept it. Likewise, in 1995 Christian Spurling confessed the role he had played in the Loch Ness Monster hoax. And there is, yet, a society who spends untold wads of cash attempting to find the mythical beast. The list of forgeries and hoaxes to which the ignoranti stubbornly cling is long, and the idiots who will cling to the gloebull warmening hoax will be the worst of a bad lot.

This is not bad news. Not at it’s core, anyway. The bad part is that these anenecphalic fools will still do their level best to dictate public policy or interfere with our lives. The good part is, they mark themselves. They wear their support for Gloebull Warmening like a badge of honor, and though we can’t (and certainly don’t want to) declare open season on them, we can identify them and do our level best to stop them from fucking up our lives.