This is hysterical. To publicize the skeptics’ case—and to protest their exclusion from the in-crowd climate conference—Lord Monckton has parachuted into Durbin. Very funny stunt.
I met Lord Monckton last summer when we both spoke at the same conference. When we were in a car together driving to a private dinner, I received some hate mail from a global warming alarmist. I had a brain storm and had L. M. answer the nasty fellow. Great laughs were had by all.
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