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Another compelling reason not to race into any international agreement on the unproven theory of manmade global warming:

Leading British scientists at the University of East Anglia, who were accused of manipulating climate change data – dubbed Climategate – have agreed to publish their figures in full.

Hopefully, these questions will be answered:

But the question which inevitably arises from this systematic refusal to release their data is – what is it that these scientists seem so anxious to hide? The second and most shocking revelation of the leaked documents is how they show the scientists trying to manipulate data through their tortuous computer programmes, always to point in only the one desired direction – to lower past temperatures and to “adjust” recent temperatures upwards, in order to convey the impression of an accelerated warming. This comes up so often (not least in the documents relating to computer data in the Harry Read Me file) that it becomes the most disturbing single element of the entire story. This is what Mr McIntyre caught Dr Hansen doing with his GISS temperature record last year (after which Hansen was forced to revise his record), and two further shocking examples have now come to light from Australia and New Zealand.

And when all the data’s out perhaps we can let some common sense into the room:

It appears that Jones and the CRU folks didn’t simply massage the data. As other pundits have pointed out, they waterboarded it. There are several blatantly obvious conclusions to be drawn here. First, any group receiving public money for research must make their data available to all. Even to guys with laptops on Saturday afternoons. Second, it seems that peer review means next to nothing. In the whole AGW thing, collaborating researchers apparently became co-conspirators. Wink-wink, nudge-nudge has no place in honest scientific endeavors. Third, science in general has taken a huge hit, making the average guy wonder if large grants create large lies and vice-versa. Fourth, where the heck has our media been? Menus at the White House are more important than what is possibly the biggest scam ever perpetrated on the American public? Apparently, only FOX got the memo. Fifth, school children need to be re-educated that CO2 is not the same as phosgene and sarin.

You can only hope Americans are content with the kind of change they got.

As Khalid Sheikh Mohammed receives the benefits of U.S. justice, three Navy SEALs face court-martial for allegedly punching a captured terrorist who hanged Americans from a bridge in Fallujah.

The only question here is how destructive will be the shockwaves.

With Dubai’s economy in free fall, newspapers have reported that more than 3,000 cars sit abandoned in the parking lot at the Dubai Airport, left by fleeing, debt-ridden foreigners (who could in fact be imprisoned if they failed to pay their bills). Some are said to have maxed-out credit cards inside and notes of apology taped to the windshield.

Cripes, a lot can happen in five years. Hmmm, at one time there was quite a consensus about something else.

# 1975 – “The threat of a new ice age must now stand alongside nuclear war as a likely source of wholesale death and misery for mankind” Nigel Calder, editor, New Scientist magazine, in an article in International Wildlife Magazine
# 1976 – “Even U.S. farms may be hit by cooling trend” – U.S. News and World Report
# 1981 – Global Warming – “of an almost unprecedented magnitude” – New York Times

An Honest Climate Debate brings you an alarmists’ timeline here.

UPDATE:
The splendid James Delingpole reports that moves are afoot to probe the Climategate affair. Unfortunately, the person mooted to head the inquiry is the grand-daddy of all scaremongers, having predicted “the odds are no better than 50/50 that our present civilisation will survive to the end of the present century”.
And he doesn’t seem all that committed to unfettered, open scientific research.
”He asks whether scientists should withhold findings which could potentially be used for destructive purposes, or if there should be a moratorium, voluntary or otherwise, on certain types of scientific research, most notably genetics and biotechnology.”

UPDATE 2:
Someone clearly has too much time on their hands. And they wonder why scepticism abounds.

It’s been amusing to watch the mainstream media pundits’ reaction to the Liberals’ overdue return to rationality.
They’re predicting all manner of electoral woe for the Coalition should the anti-ETS forces prevail, basing their forecasts on past polls that showed a majority of the electorate wanted something done about perceived manmade global warming.
One particular media outlet even contradicts itself in its prophecy of doom for the Coalition. (Congrats to Australian Climate Madness for revealing this).
The commentariat fails to grasp that the electorate’s mood is changing, and in the wake of revelations of scientific fraud by the alarmist camp’s principal advisers, will continue to shift to the doubting side. This swing to uncertainty and rejection will be bolstered once the average Australian learns that the true economic cost of an EST is at least of GST proportions, and likely to grow.
Why are such experts in public opinion – as the mainstream commentators claim to be – ignoring such vital indicators, you ask.
One reason is the mainstream media’s ignorance – in some cases, fear – of internet power. Liberal politicians have been bombarded with email and online petitions threatening voter abandonment should they go along with the madness that is the EST. The Coalition MPs are also consuming more than the conformist pap that constitutes most political comment in Australia’s mainstream media. Thanks to websites like Watts they know about the CRU scandal that is ignored by the ABC and Fairfax; they read Bolt’s compelling blog arguments and the – regrettably abridged – comments they attract; and they are learning there is a vast ocean of opinion out there that can’t be corralled by five minutes of loaded questions via a mobile phone on a Wednesday night.

It’s immensely satisfying, as one advances into the twilight phase of a working life, to toil among a team of young, extremely talented and cheerful new-media experts. For this crew there is no challenge too daunting, no problem that’s insoluble or no officious situation that is beyond a deserving pisstake.
So it was with great delight, and not a little pride, that we accepted this week the Walkley Award for Outstanding Continuous Coverage of an Issue or Event for our site’s treatment of the tragic Victorian bushfires earlier this year.

The public is waking up to the Great Global Warming scam and how they’ll be slugged billions annually to fight a ‘threat’ that is propped up by the flimsiest science presented since the flat earth society last met.
Check out the comments to this report in today’s Herald Sun, Australia’s biggest-selling daily newspaper.
And although online polls are unreliable for accurate readings of sentiment, it’s hard to ignore margins this wide.
You know public opinion is cementing around an issue when response to it is overwhelmingly hostile and contrary to the media’s lockstep position.
Even a former high priest of the warming religion is having second thoughts.
Malcolm Turnbull should have realised a tide of resentment would soon turn to a tsunami and if he’d wanted to keep his PM aspirations alive he’d pull the Coalition out of negotiations to pass Labor’s economy-wrecking ETS.
He was perfectly entitled to, given last weeks damning revelations of dodgy science. But no, Turnbull the egotist dug in and could well pay the price.

REBEL Liberal MP Wilson Tuckey has failed to win support for a leadership spill against Malcolm Turnbull amid anger over a proposed emissions trading scheme deal.
The wild tactics are being threatened when talks resume this afternoon and could “paralyse” Mr Turnbull’s hopes of securing a deal.
“If he doesn’t agree to a secret ballot we will call a spill,” a Liberal MP told The Australian Online.
Any vote would not take place today but within 24 hours, with climate change sceptics touting Kevin Andrews as a candidate in their attempt to stop negotiation talks in their tracks.
Mr Turnbull’s supporters are also employing tough tactics, calling MPs and urging them to vote for a deal amid fears his prospects of securing support and avoiding a potential double dissolution election are slipping away.
It follows the dramatic intervention of senior party figure Andrew Robb, who told the partyroom it should not support the deal.

The Wall Street Journal has published the most critical mainstream media report on what’s shaping up to be climategate.

The picture that emerges of prominent climate-change scientists from the more than 3000 documents and emails accessed by hackers and put on the Internet this week is one of professional backbiting and questionable scientific practices. It could undermine the idea that the science of man-made global warming is entirely settled just weeks before a crucial climate-change summit.

A smart adviser to the Coalition would grasp this as a very handy getout for Malcolm Turnbull. All he has to do is call off all bets while asking how could a responsible government or opposition commit to any measure while such a cloud of serious doubt now hangs over the findings of these so-called scientists.
In fact, it would go completely against the national interest to do so while this scandal is unresolved.

This might explain why alarm bells weren’t heard in regard to the Fort Hood killer.
Seems Nidal Hasan was a participant in Homeland Security team conferences. Go to page 29 of this Homeland Security Institute pdf link and scroll toward the bottom of the left column. Hasan is listed under “THINKING ANEW- SECURITY PRIORITIES FOR THE NEXT ADMINISTRATION”.

Let the shakedown begin.

GUATEMALA CITY (AFP) – Central American nations will demand 105 billion dollars from industrialized countries for damages caused by global warming, the region’s representatives said on Friday.

Perhaps that might scare the mainstream media into reporting some facts.

Ah, I knew the internet had to be good for something. Yep it’s the return of romance. The romance magazine, that is.

For the past 24 hours much cautious excitement has bubbled in the sceptics’ corner of the worldwide web with the release of hacked emails from some of the IPCC’s leading scientists, which if accurate, suggest extremely dodgy practices in establishing the case for manmade global warming.
There’s a mountain of material but here and there are 18-carat nuggets for those who long suspected the IPCC’s boffins were gilding the lily. Like this from the Climate Research Unit’s head Prof Phil Jones to members of his scientific team: I’ve just completed Mike’s Nature trick of adding in the real temps to each series for the last 20 years (ie from 1981 onwards) amd from 1961 for Keith’s to hide the decline.
In another email Jones expresses pleasure at the death of prolific Tasmanian sceptic John Daly.
You can upload relevant files here.
Unlike the Left, who grasp at any old “fake but true” documents to bolster their case, rationalist bloggers are examining the emails in a circumspect manner, aware they could be an elaborate hoax designed to suck in and discredit sceptics.
Truth-seekers would hope that over the weekend pressure will build on authorities, the British government in particular, to launch a high-level, independent investigation.
If it is established that the emails are the real deal, the biggest con of the century will have been exposed.
The Herald Sun’s Andrew Bolt has labored tirelessly on this since he was tipped off yesterday morning. Heartiest congratulations, Bolta.
The stench is so pungent the mainstream media has been forced to pay attention with The Wall Street Journal, New York Times and the BBC reporting the issue. The reporting in some cases comes from alarmist-accepting environmental reporters, so they’re trying to downplay it. Good luck to them, but well-meaning distortion is hardly a convincing defence.

Even the weather performed agreeably for the global warming sceptic father of the bride. Everyone was a tad edgy earlier in the week when the BOM predicted 37 degrees for north-east Victoria on Saturday — my daughter’s wedding day.
But a light breeze and high level cloud cover kept the temperature to around 31 degrees and everything went without a hitch in the beautiful gardens of Delatite Station.
Well, almost without a hitch. Just before we stepped off a garden path into public view, a bird dropped its load and left a small trace of its bomb on my lapel. I didn’t wish to spook the bride, so as I scraped furiously with fingernail I white-lied that it was pollen from a border shrub. It’s supposed to be a good luck symbol anyway.
The bride was stunning, the ceremony joyous and the party raged til late.

Of course, the success of everything was down to the happy couple who left nothing to chance. As I explained in my speech we’ve been blessed with a daughter whose only connections to Loose Ends was a shop of that name she worked in part-time during her school years.

Now, those who know Erin understand that her picture appears in the dictionary under the word “stickler”.
All her life she has striven to do her best in every undertaking.
She’s been a diligent student, a ferocious sporting competitor and, I have to rely on the word of foot-weary friends in fashion here, a relentless shopper.
And it all paid off. Erin’s scholastic achievements have set up a career path on which she can achieve anything she chooses to tackle; a dresser at home is chock-full of junior sports trophies and medals; and we’re constantly gobsmacked at just how stylish she appears.
I guess I’m permitted a little bias, but to her Dad, Erin is just perfect. Or in a line from that old TV series, The Darling Buds of May, she is “Just Perfick”.
Which is kind of fitting, because Erin was born in late October, so by May she was Anne’s little darling bud.
In her constant desire to have everything just perfick, Erin has met only a few disappointments. None, of course, that she hasn’t risen above.
But one object from her youth that was far from perfick, was the old Holden that carried us to Geelong from Mildura in 1986.
Now, I loved the old 1976 Kingswood. I’d bought it in Renmark and was told it was part of a limited run made in Adelaide from bits and pieces from other lines.
It had a vinyl roof, big padded vinyl bucket seats, four on the floor gear shift and the most powerful six-cylinder engine in the Holden range.
But it was a desert car and within months of moving to the seaside, it caught the rust disease. It wasn’t long before every panel had holes you could put your fist through. Its colour was fading, there were dents in its hindquarters and the steering was getting wobbly.
It was certainly not the sort of car that a girl striving for perfection wanted to be seen dropping her off at school or netball. Particularly after her klutz of a dad bogged it to the axles at the Douglass Street netball courts.
So I eventually succumbed to Erin and Anne’s cajoling and agreed to trade in the old jalopy.
We chose a smart little Nissan stationwagon and Anne, with Erin and Tim aboard, picked it up one weekday afternoon while I was working.
Anne was driving over to Drumcondra to show off her new car to her friend Dierdre when a bloke drove through a stop sign and cleaned up the new Nissan. We figured she’d had it for eight minutes.
Well, the dealers were terrific about it and promised to fully repair it and in the meantime gave us back the old Holden to drive.
So, Anne sadly motored home where Erin was expecting a replacement car at least as snappy as the Nissan.
Her response on seeing the old bomb was, as we’d come to expect from Erin, perfect. A perfect unintended rendition of a memorable line from Aussie TV at the time: “Oh no, not the Kingswood”!

Proud dad and daughter.

Kevin Rudd yet again parades his pathetic, patronising, try-hard qualities:

As Prime Minister, Mr Rudd said: “Can I just say how proud I am of what each and every one are you are doing”.
There was a final flourish of ockerism just to balance out any inner nerd.
“I want to have a yack with youse all.”

Acquaintances were warned they’d be embarrassed to have voted for him.

We’re outta here today for the journey of a lifetime. We’re off to Mansfield in north-east Victoria where my darling daughter, Erin, will tomorrow marry her fine young beau Gerard McHugh.
Wedding pix will be published here next week.

The British socialist government is far more entrenched than ours, so it’s further down the path of Big Brother.
But you can imagine Little Krudder the control freak relishing this frightening development:

All telecoms companies and internet service providers will be required by law to keep a record of every customer’s personal communications, showing who they are contacting, when, where and which websites they are visiting.

Some sort of record?
New congressman breaks four campaign promises in his first hour in the job.

The US Left, including the White House and most of the mainstream media, will need an Axminster the size of the MCG to sweep this under. They’ve got pretty big brooms, though.

Major Nidal Malik Hasan, a devout Muslim who was trying to buy his way out of the Army, was suspected of being the author of postings which compared suicide bombers to heroic soldiers who throw themselves onto grenades to save others.
It also emerged that Hasan, 39, had described the US Army as “the aggressor” in Iraq and Afghanistan and was resisting a planned deployment to Afghanistan, raising questions over whether the military missed warning signs which might have prevented the massacre.

The question many US veterans are asking is what state has the military deteriorated to when it requires a civilian police officer to stop an armed attack on an army base. Do they have armed guards? What’s that ? Don’t ask, don’t tell.

A young fella down at the pub-TAB this morning was sporting a red T-shirt with a hammer and sickle on the back. No one took offence, setting me to wonder what the reaction would be if he’d been wearing the symbol of that other source of genocidal socialism, the swastika. Short shrift, I’d reckon. Yet the empire under the Soviet symbol trumped Hitler’s record for murder by up to five to one. As the TV prof used to ask: “Why is it so?”
At least the Nazis no longer have control of nations. Not the case in a certain communist dictatorship where women-bashing thugs run security:

Penultimos Dias has word that Yoani Sanchez and other Cuban bloggers have been arrested in Havana.
Ernesto, I have just spoken with Yoani, she is already in her house. She took a blow to the eye. They have beaten her physically and verbally. Orlando as well. They were shouting at the patrol from inside until they had arrived, they placed her head down and her feet up and they applied karate blows. She was very nervous, so was I.

When someone from racing royalty asks for a tip, the least I can do is consult the reckoners.
In comments under the electrifying picture below of last week’s Geelong storm, Jack Hoysted — seasoned turf followers will recognise the surname — wanted to know whether the hand of God reappeared and indicated numbers for today’s quaddie.
Now, I’ve rarely been one for quadrellas — four favourable results is just too difficult.
However, I’ve come close twice lately to a four-figure collect with flexi-trifectas and they’ve become the favourite form of multiple betting.
Today, I’ve focused on the Emirates Stakes, outlaying $30 in the hope that 1, 4, 5, 6, 11 or 12 will fill the placings.
I’ve also had $10 on the nose on Mic Mac (6) in Race 5 and the same amount on Zupacool (13) in Race 8.