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Monday, February 16, 2009

The surging tides

In 1841, perhaps foreseeing the catastrophe that faces us today, an intrepid explorer etched the tide level into the raw Tasmanian rock. So how is it going in modern times? Let us have a lookie loo (via directorblue and further details about some farcical modern research here.)

1 comment:

blogstrop said...

According to all the hysteria these days, those raw Tasmanian rocks should be well and truly cooked. That's certainly how I'd describe the alarmism based on dodgy modelling which our everpresent MSM has decided to make its daily fare.