Yet that wasn’t enough for some. Because Stephens didn’t bow down to the altar of climate alarmism, proclaim Al Gore his new God, and ritually sacrifice a coal miner, every Upper West Side crank simultaneously spat out his coffee at first glance.
Stephens argued that we shouldn’t get hung up on climate models and simulations predicting the future. Many have turned out unreliable — if not outright wrong. Blindly investing our faith into “fallible models,” Stephens writes “…traduces the spirit of science and creates openings for doubt whenever a climate claim proves wrong.””