A Few Good Scientists
Posted By Frank J. Fleming On December 3, 2009
In every place of knowledge, there is a statue dedicated to one of the great
martyrs of science. He carefully studied the data and came to the conclusion
that his people were doomed if action was not immediately taken. For this
effort, he was mocked, derided, and ultimately ignored. And, as a result,
millions died.

I speak, of course, of Jor-El, Superman’s father (his biological father, not the
Midwestern hillbilly who adopted him). The destruction of Krypton was the tragic
result of science being ignored, and every scientist keeps the lesson of Jor-El
in mind whenever he finds himself mocked for warning of an impending catastrophe
or questioned for launching his children into space unattended.
And history repeats itself with climate change. We tell you people of the
imminent dangers from the earth warming, and what do you do? You mock us. You
question our motives. People who can’t even convert Fahrenheit to Celsius try
and tell us we did the science wrong. Now emails have leaked [1] from the
Climate Research Unit that apparently show that scientists were fixing the data
and trying to suppress the scientific research of dissenters, and you people
demand answers from us. I have one thing to say to that. How dare you!
You do not understand the first thing about climate research. Man-made global
warming is settled science. Disaster is imminent. We know this. It is a fact. We
don’t waste time on studies that say otherwise, the same way we don’t waste time
on studies that assert that the earth is flat. We are very smart people, and
when we say something is so, you should just accept it.
So you think what is in those emails is important? Well, what exactly do you
know? Do you see the white lab coats we wear? That color symbolizes pure
science. Were someone like you to wear one, within five minutes it would be
stained with neon orange powdered cheese and wet with drool from you trying to
comprehend the data sets people like me look at every day.
We are out there trying to stave off global disaster, telling you what political
and economic changes you need to make in order to survive. We do the things that
you find too complex or too boring to do. One would think that would engender
gratitude — or maybe even awe at our abilities — yet you troglodytes cling to
everything you can use to second-guess us. Every time it’s a bit cold out, you
doubt us. Every time one little piece of data has to be revised, you question
us. And now some emails make you think you can just throw out everything we’ve
done?
Let me tell you this: If it weren’t for scientists like me, you’d still be
worshiping fire as an angry god. Every convenience in your life is thanks to us,
so when we tell you something, you should just nod your head like you comprehend
what we’re saying and shut up. And right now I am telling you those emails are
unimportant.
Oh, that’s not good enough for you. You want us to explain them. You think
you’re entitled to the truth.
You can’t understand the truth!
Son, we live in a world that has walls. And those walls have to have scientific
equipment on them to gather data, and that data studied by men with computers.
Who’s going to do it? A layman like you? I have a greater responsibility than
you can possibly fathom. You weep for the global warming skeptics and curse the
climatologists. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I
know — that the crushing of data contrary to global warming, while tragic,
probably saved grant money. And my existence, while grotesque and
incomprehensible to the layman, creates scientific consensus. You don’t want the
truth. Because deep down, in places you don’t talk about on Twitter, you want me
on that wall. You need me on that wall studying those measurements you can’t
even begin to comprehend.
We use phrases like “peer review,” “overwhelming consensus,” “settled science.”
We use these phrases as the backbone to a life spent studying something. You use
them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain
myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket made by synthetic fibers
my science creates, then questions the manner in which I provide that science!
I’d rather you just said, “You’re such a genius!” and went on your way.
Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a lab coat and crunch data. Either way, I don’t
give a damn what you think you’re entitled to!
Of course we hid dissenting data! We had to. So as not to confuse your simple
minds from understanding the greater truth that man-made global warming is real!
Now, excuse me; I have science to do.
There won’t be another Krypton on my watch.
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Frank J. Fleming writes political humor at www.IMAO.us and was voted "Whitest Lab Coat" at the local Sciencetorium.
Comments
1. EnemyoftheState:
Frank, you are truly awesome. You have opened my eyes and shown me the truth.
Dec 4, 2009 - 6:22 am