In an amazing report, the Trump administration forecasts +7F rise in global temperatures by 2100, insisting nothing can be done to prevent it happening. In the associated report, the administration claimed that the deep cuts in emissions needed to prevent this outcome “would require substantial increases in technology innovation and adoption compared to today’s levels and would require the economy and the vehicle fleet to move away from the use of fossil fuels, which is not currently technologically feasible or economically feasible.”
Details at the Washington Post.
Quoting the pertinent section:
The emissions reductions necessary to keep global emissions within this carbon budget could not be achieved solely with drastic reductions in emissions from the U.S. passenger car and light truck vehicle fleet but would also require drastic reductions in all U.S. sectors and from the rest of the developed and developing world. In addition, achieving GHG reductions from the passenger car and light truck vehicle fleet to the same degree that emissions reductions will be needed globally to avoid using all of the carbon budget would require substantial increases in technology innovation and adoption compared to today’s levels and would require the economy and the vehicle fleet to substantially move away from the use of fossil fuels, which is not currently technologically feasible or economically practicable.
[From T. A. Carleton, S. M. Hsiang, “Social and economic impacts of climate”, Science, 9 September 2016.
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Horatio Algeranon | April 28, 2014 at 6:54 pm |
“What A Carbonful World” — Horatio’s version of What a Wonderful World (written by Bob Thiele and George Weiss and made famous by Louis Armstrong) I see trees of brown, Hockey sticks too. I see dim gloom for me and you. And I think to myself, what a carbonful world. I see Hadley CRU, And sea-ice flight. The blistering day, The hot muggy night. And I think to myself, What a carbonful world. The ppm’s of carbon, Increasing in the sky. Are warming all the faces, Of people who will die, I see storms shaking hands. Saying, “How do you do?” They’re really saying, “I’ll get you”. I hear Stevies cry, I watch them blow, They’ll learn much less, Than I already know. And I think to myself, What a carbonful world. Yes, I think to myself, What a carbonful world. Oh yeah.