I hate global warming. Actually, I hate all warming. I'm "heat
sensitive."
I grew up near the beach (if one can say that I ever actually grew
up). I loved being close to the ocean, watching the surfers, and
enjoying an almost constant temperature of 72 degrees (F, which is
about 22 C). I was spoiled, but I got used to it.
And then, college happened. In my naivete, I didn't realize what
other climates were like. And so, I went to college in... Phoenix,
Arizona. Wow. What a hell of a climate change. I went from
near-heaven to near-hell.
Since then, the BGU (Big Guy Upstairs) has seen fit to put me in hot
climates ever since. Perhaps he's preparing me for the afterlife. In
any event, I now look forward to the days when the weather turns
gloomy, like it was in the mornings on the beach.
Today is gloomy. I'm in heaven. I'm in Los Angeles, but at least one
aspect of it is like heaven.
