@SamaHoole People need to remember Buffalo Bill.
And the nearly 80 millions bisons roaming free on the great plains.
And no methane, CO2 and other bullshit as such.
No pun intended.
A cow burps 100kg of methane a year, and every atom of the carbon in it came out of the air above the field.
Nobody disputes the 100kg. Big number, sounds awful, looks tremendous on a placard.
The question is where it came from. Not in a spiritual sense. Physically. Atom by atom. Where was that carbon 18 months ago, before it was a burp in Shropshire?
In the air.
Carbon dioxide over a field, until a blade of ryegrass grabbed it, stuck a bit of sunlight to it, and made itself out of it. A cow ate the grass. The cow did what a cow does. The methane went up, sat about for 12 years, broke down into carbon dioxide again, and came back down onto the same field, where the grass grabbed it a second time.
That is a lap.
Coal is a different animal. You dig it out of the ground, where it has been minding its own business since the Carboniferous, set fire to it, and it joins the atmosphere for the first time in 300 million years. A meaningful chunk is still up there in the year 2325. Nothing takes it back out. There is no grass on earth that grows coal.
Fossil carbon is a taxi with the meter running for three centuries.
Remove every cow in Britain tomorrow. Lorries in, gates open, the lot. Is there less carbon in the sky?
No. The grass still grows. The grass still dies. It rots, or it burns on a moor in July, and the carbon goes up anyway, having produced precisely nothing on the way. You have deleted the part of the cycle that made dinner.
And GWP100, the number on every press release, overstates the warming from a steady herd by about a factor of 4. The physicists who built the replacement have been saying so for years, to a room that would rather not hear it.
The cow is the only part of the carbon cycle that hands you dinner on the way round.
Go and look at a hill. Something has to eat it.
@tibrez Les gauchos sont vraiment des dechets societales. Piquer le pognon aux autres et rendre tout le monde pauvre. Elle est payé par qui la connasse?? Nos impots.
Et la radio, sur laquelle elle defeque de la bouche? Payé par nos impots.
@nohardproblem@Luc_Jr456@Enzramiller Fakestinians? You mean te backward inbred babboons, dirty, shouting, beating their wives and marrying their sisters?
@InsidePublic La pire des merde que tu peux consommer. Regarde les ingredients.
Plus ce truc est une bombe d'omega 6, un poison pour tes arteres.
Prend du vrai lait de qualité, lait cru! Lait de chevre!
03/2022 Mathias Wargon : « C’est des organes de désinformation. C’est l’IHU de Marseille qui n’a pas arrêté de désinformer, dirigé par le professeur Raoult. Un moment, il faut taper du poing sur la table. On ne peut pas avoir des gens qui se prétendent des scientifiques, qui ont montré qu’ils ont fait des études nulles, qui continuent à désinformer, ça n’est pas possible. »
@CeJour_Histoire Histoire tronquée, mais bon...
D'habitude ton travail est meilleur.
La realité est un peu differente et Jeanne d'Arc, tres certainement une histoire tres, tres exagérée.
Guerre de Cent ans finie et on peut dire que c'est là que la France et l'Angleterre naissent vraiment.
Josh Shapiro announced two measles deaths in the unvaccinated.
One was a newborn.
Newborns don’t get the measles vaccine.
They are not even eligible.
The coroner said that baby died of a ruptured spleen.
The pathologist did not call measles the cause.
When Shapiro was asked about that, he said this:
“I don’t think it serves the interest of public health for me to get into a back and forth about conspiracy theories showing up online.”
A baby who could not have been vaccinated.
A cause of death the coroner would not pin on measles.
And the question itself treated as a conspiracy.
That is not public health.
That is a politician who needed the headline more than the file.
06/2020 Nicole, 81 ans : « Je n’ai plus que ça, je ne peux plus lire, ma vue a tellement baissé. Moi, j’en ai marre. Je veux sortir maintenant. Je veux aller manger chez ma fille pour la fête des mères. Si ça continue, je vais mourir de dépression. »
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The Great Wall of China is not visible from space. The plastic roof over a Spanish desert that grows Britain's winter salad is.
Pull up the satellite. The southeast corner of Spain has a white scab on it, hard-edged and geometric, bright enough that your eye reads it as a fault in the image. 40,000 hectares of plastic sheeting, packed frame to frame from the foothills of the Sierra Nevada to the Mediterranean. The Spanish astronaut Pedro Duque, asked about it in 2007, said you can see the greenhouses of Almería clearly from the space station. It is not a city, a dam or a wall. It is salad.
The first one went up in 1963.
The mirror is so vast it changed the weather. NASA's satellites show the reflectivity of the province rose by about 10 per cent between 1983 and 2006, and the surface cooled by 0.3°C a decade while the region around it warmed by 0.5°C. The change to the local energy balance is 20 watts per square metre, 30 in summer. Global warming's forcing is 1.66. Almería built a mirror an order of magnitude more powerful than climate change, by accident, to grow cucumbers.
Underneath is the only true hot desert in Europe. 200mm of rain a year. Every drop of the water comes out of the aquifers, and the aquifers are finishing. Wells sunk a kilometre down now bring up water that is no use to anybody, because as the fresh water drops the Mediterranean moves in behind it, and salt does not leave. Between a fifth and a half of the fertiliser applied up top leaches down into the same water table.
Almería is also one of the most water-efficient growing systems on the planet. Computer-controlled hydroponics, drip lines, dosing to the millilitre. It is done properly, and the efficiency is what drained it: efficiency cut the cost per plant, the cheaper plant justified another hectare, and the hectares kept arriving until demand outran the aquifer. Doing it well emptied it faster than doing it badly could have.
Around 100,000 migrant workers run the plastic sea, mostly Moroccan, Senegalese and Malian, and by Channel 4's count about half have no papers. A greenhouse in an Andalusian summer is a sealed box in a desert, and men spray pesticides inside that box in a paper mask or in nothing at all, in air they cannot leave. A Spanish government-funded report concluded that the export miracle would not exist without the exploitation.
They sleep in the packaging. The sheeting lasts a few years in that sun, and when it comes off the frames the people who worked under it drag it away and stretch it over pallets to make a roof. No running water, no sanitation, in a province that exports water by the tonne in the shape of a courgette. The blue plastic drums the pesticide came in get cut open and used as household water tanks. When a camp becomes too visible from the road the bulldozers clear it, and the same people build the next one a mile away out of the same material.
33,000 tonnes of greenhouse plastic a year, most of it dumped rather than processed, going into the soil and down the ravines as dust.
So the January shelf works like this. A desert, mirrored over. An aquifer emptied with exemplary precision and refilled with seawater. Men spraying poison in sealed heat and sleeping in the packaging. 3.5 million tonnes of produce chilled and driven 1,500 miles north, so that a tomato can exist in February and taste of nothing whatsoever.
Britain imports 83 per cent of its fruit and 45 per cent of its vegetables. Spain is the largest single supplier.
And a cow standing on a Welsh hillside in the rain, eating grass that grows back on its own, is what we are told to feel guilty about.
Go and look at it, then tell me which of those two systems is the one nobody is allowed to defend.