The delegates have barely alighted from their private jets and checked into their luxury suites and already Glasgow is shaping up to be the funniest climate flop since Copenhagen.

As you might remember, the Copenhagen climate summit was torpedoed by the leaking of the Climategate emails. Suddenly, the world got to see exactly why climate “science” is a load of old bollocks: “scientists” were exposed as incompetent, partisan hacks, cooking data, bullying editors and enforcing groupthinking.

On top of all that, in the memorable words of Australia’s then-PM Kevin Rudd, “those Chinese f*kers” went and “rat-f*ked us”.

Having, at the time, just made the transition from convinced alarmist to pronounced sceptic, I found it all too hilarious for words.

So, how’s Glasgow panning out?

Comedy gold, by the look of it.

The rejection of British, French and US backed resolutions at the Rome summit signalled a shattering of consensus ahead of the UN climate change conference beginning in Glasgow on Monday.

Can I get a sad trombone?

It’s a small wonder, then, that after weeks of eager anticipation, Glasgow is suddenly dropping off the local mainstream media’s radar. Nothing “front page” from ABC, which instead leads with a non-climate attack on PM Scott Morrison by French president Macron. There is nothing the ABC loves more than taking the side of foreigners against Australia.

The Guardian likewise buried their entire Glasgow section way down. Stuff at least have their gloomy analysis right up the top of the site, while the NZ Herald has chosen to bury their Glasgow section. The Age has it front page, but their lead story is another hit-piece on Scott Morrison, which is essentially a Greenpeace press release. The admission that Glasgow is already a failure for alarmists is hidden behind its Morrison hit.

Ah me, what a come-down from the triumphalism of Paris in 2016. Back then, the alarmists were all cock-a-whoop at supposedly sweeping global agreements. Of course, in the five years since, geopolitical reality set in: almost none of the Paris participants met their grandiose, virtue-signalling targets.

At Glasgow, they’re barely even pretending, anymore.

The final G20 communique released late Sunday revealed a softening in language around net-zero emissions by 2050 targets, with carbon neutrality goals watered down after negotiations to say “by or around mid-century”.

Despite calls to end coal-fired power generation by 2030, the G20 leaders could only agree that countries who “commit to phasing out investment in new unabated coal power generation capacity do so as soon as possible”.

New Zealand’s cows can sigh a breath — or more realistically, cut loose a fart — of relief: Sleepy Joe’s “Global Methane Pledge” is also proving to be a bit of a wet shart.

The communique said the world’s leading economies would only “acknowledge that methane emissions represent a significant contribution to climate change, and recognise, according to national circumstances, that its reduction can be one of the quickest, most feasible and most cost-effective ways to limit climate change and its impacts”.

Score 1 for Jair Bolsonaro, who pointedly snubbed the talks, along with the world’s 1000-lb carbon dioxide panda, Xi Xinping and Russia’s Vladimir Putin. India’s Narendra Modi is showing up, but only to deliver another blow: the world’s third-biggest emitter isn’t jumping on the “net zero” ship of fools, either.

Boris Johnson almost slipped up and admitted the truth:

“If Glasgow fails, then the whole thing fails. Right now the Paris Agreement, and the hope that came with it, is just a piece of paper. We need to fill that piece of paper to populate it with real progress,” Mr Johnson said.

The Australian

Yes, it is all nothing but pieces of paper and empty rhetoric. Filling in the pieces of paper with more empty rhetoric would only show just how essentially useless these climate circuses really are.

That they’re refusing to even sign more pieces of paper this time is a good indication that the Big Top might be up, but the circus has already left town.

Looks like it’s time to crack the carbonated beverages and have a good laugh as the clowns pile back into their little (electric) cars.

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