Monday, May 7, 2012
I'm suddenly a lot less sympathetic to the dinos. I am tempted, but really should not, explain this whole story to my 8 year old. It would be a memorable way to explain the dangers of global warming to a kid, though, if I believed in it. Which, alas, I do not. I understand the arguments; it's the conviction I lack. Could have a road to Damascus moment, I suppose, falling off my Suburban. Maybe God looked down on the earth and thought, Oh Me! I've created a world in which gigantic reptiles produce farts so monumental that I can smell them up here. I'm going to send a giant rock their way.