+28C/82F here right now. Feeling hot hot hot, so to speak.

People exposed to fear-mongering green grift-capitalists, climate cultists and perfidious political parasites predictably panicked. They talk and behave as if there's never been a drought before.

What's really fun for me, having asomewhat acidic sense of humour, is asking:

"So why not drop all taxes on domestic food-production, from farmer to market, so as to give the farmers a fighting chance to weather the problems and invest in redundancy and back-ups? While we're at it, why not repeal most if not all the climate-whatever hinders put in the way of domestic food production? I mean, it must be more environmentally friendly to grow ginger here in a greenhouse, than to ship it to Sweden from Costa Rica? Surely, in order to help the planet, we can do without fresh lychees imported from South-East Asia?"

The faces of the grifters, the believers and the politicians are nearly priceless:

"Wut? Me give up sumpin I njoy? Nuh, dats fascist! Jus race taxis so pipil donn buy so mush!"

Posers the lot of them. As always with anything worth doing, "If it doesn't hurt, it doesn't count".