Anyone interested in climate change should buy The Spectator today. We don’t normally make such naked plugs here on Coffee House, but our global warming special has a line-up of the variety and quality which I guarantee you will find in no other British magazine or newspaper. As the FT’s Samuel Brittan says: we dare to debate.
You’ve seen the piece about why the Maldives aren’t sinking, from a world-leading sea levels expert who has made six field trips to the islands. We also have the Freakonomics guys showing how geo-engineering has such potential, even though the environmentalists don’t seem interested. We unearth a never-seen-before CIA file from 1974 which shows how all the scientists were convinced about global … cooling (proof that even scientific consensus is subject to change). Samuel Brittan himself has written a powerful piece on why we must dare to debate global warming. There’s Paul Reiter, a world-leading Malaria expert, on why Gore’s predictions about malaria outbreak are concocted (and this we send to schools on a DVD!). Robert Mendelson, a reknowned environmental economist from Yale, takes apart the Stern review. The editor of an architects magazine, Amanda Bailleu, has a stunning story about what happened when she became the target of a heretic hunt from the global warming alarmists. Rupert Darwell has a great wee piece on why Marx would be a denier: he rejected this Malthusian ‘we’re all doomed’ stuff and called this analysis a ‘slander on mankind’. All of this is – like the Spectator itself – spiced with the best cartoons in Britain.
For the paltry outlay of £3.20 (or £67/year via our Christmas gift offer), it really does offer a full weekend’s worth of reading – and the above is just a small slice of a multi-layered pie. It comes with the best literary pages in Britain, the outrages of Taki, the peerless Jeremy Clarke, Nazis and Tarts, an exclusive interview with the Brit who is in charge of the UN’s Af-Pak “kill list” – so called because anyone on it gets slotted. I do tend to get evangelical about this. I mean: why buy lots of boring magazines when you can have a singular and entertaining one? So, CoffeeHousers, commercial break over. But it really is a knockout issue.
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