video: Climate Scientists LIED to Us About Sea Level Rise; are We Supposed to be Surprised?

Oh, strap in, folks, because if Michael Shellenberger’s dropping truth bombs about scientists fudging sea level rise like it’s a bad Tinder bio—claiming we’re all gonna drown in a kiddie pool by 2100—then clearly, the apocalypse is just the latest excuse for the globalist clown car to run us over.
These eggheads in white coats, with their fancy graphs that look like they were drawn by a drunk Etch A Sketch, have been screaming “The ice is melting! The sky is falling! Quick, hand over your SUV and your sanity!”
And you would figure that this would be the biggest story, all over mainstream news and of interest to the NY Times, but you know, after you spent God knows how much ink and time scaring us like Chicken Little, insisting the sky was going to fall over and over, maybe you don’t want to try the public interest into the fact that you were not only dead wrong, but complicit in a lie, so make sure to thumb up this video right now for the algorithm, and leave me a come up with your thoughts.

because It’s not climate change; it’s climate chicanery. And who’s buying the tickets? Governments, those benevolent overlords who no doubt know best exactly what is best for their constituent.

Picture this: Europe’s elite, sipping champagne in Davos while plotting to “save the planet” by turning the continent into a giant windmill-powered theme park. “Deindustrialize! Cut energy production! Let the factories rust like an abandoned

castle, maybe use them as tourist draws to show how medevil we once we were!” they chant, as if whispering sweet nothings to a Chinese psyop scriptwriter who’s cackling in Beijing. Yeah, sure, Xi’s over there building coal plants faster than Elon tweets, and India’s like, “Hold my samosa— we’re firing up 50 more gigawatts because blackouts are so last century.” But no, in the West, we get lectured by virtue-signaling Karens in recycled yoga pants: “Sacrifice your grandma’s heating bill for the children of 2050! Who needs affordable electricity when you can virtue-signal from a solar-powered yurt?” It’s like they’re auditioning for a dystopian sequel to The Lorax, but with more pronouns and fewer Truffula trees.

Today’s poor? Pfft, collateral damage. Let ’em shiver in the dark—future generations might get a beachfront condo in Kansas, if the sea levels ever actually rise above ankle-deep. I mean, maybe when you add in all the elitist tears from being wrong.

And who would trust these Chicken Littles. These are the same PhD-peddling Pied Pipers who peddled COVID vaccines like they were the second coming of penicillin, only for the real fine print to read: “May not stop transmission, might not dodge infection, could spark myocarditis in gym-bro kids.”

Lockdowns? Socially distanced from reality.

No vax? Enjoy your scarlet letter, peasant—barred from pubs, shamed on socials, and fired faster than a reality TV contestant. “Public health emergency!” they wailed, while Zooming from their gated estates. Now they’re recycling the script for climate: “Follow the science!” Oh, honey, the only science you’re following is the one that keeps the grants flowing and the TED Talks booked. Credentials? Please.

I had a goldfish with more consistent predictions, and at least he didn’t try to bankrupt the family for a “net-zero” fishbowl.

Germany, bless their lederhosen, took the bait; hook, line, and Chernobyl.

Shut down the nukes because, what, windmills and wishes would power the Fatherland? Now they’re importing Russian gas like it’s artisanal cheese—until Putin said “nyet”—and watching their electricity bills skyrocket higher than a Berlin Wall regret.

Heavy industry fleeing like rats from a sinking U-boat, families choosing between heat and schnitzel, all because Frau Scientist whispered, “Renewables or bust!” Bust is right. It’s absurd, it’s infuriating, it’s a masterclass in elite malpractice: Lie about the ice, lock down the lies, and laugh all the way to the carbon credit bank.

Wake up, sheeple! Or don’t—keep listening to the credentialed cult, and soon you’ll be pedaling your stationary bike to charge your iPhone while China laps us in the industrial Olympics. The joke’s on us, but at least it’s a dark one. Welcome to the end of Western Civilization — sponsored as always by virtue signaling and hypocrisy and NGO money flows.