IOWAHAWK ON THE SUPER BOWL ADS:

UPDATE:

BAD BUNNY IS NO DADDY YANKEE.

WELL, THIS IS THE 21ST CENTURY, YOU KNOW:

I love the appearance by Arthur C. Clarke.

OPEN THREAD: Ring out the weekend.

A REPORT FROM A FRIEND IN COLUMBIA, SOUTH CAROLINA:

I want to relate something to you that is worth you blogging about. File under “(Some of) The Kids are Alright.” I am at a restaurant in Columbia called Publico that serves pitchers of mimosas. It is easily 98% women which is odd. But when they played the national anthem, everyone in the place sang along. Honestly it made me tear up. And lots of the undergrads I have talked to are from the North. These colleges are doing something right and they are succeeding. But a bunch of 20-something undergrads spontaneously singing the National Anthem really got to me. I think we’ll fine.

You’re feeling the change of the guard.

I THINK THAT’S BEEN THE CASE FOR A WHILE:

HALFTIME S***SHOW: Even NFL Players Have No Idea Who Bad Bunny Is (Just Like the Rest of Us).

One of the biggest cultural gaslights from the left over the past few months leading up to today’s Super Bowl has been that we should all know how great halftime performer Bad Bunny is. And, of course, if we don’t know, we’re are (say it with us), ‘RAAAAAYYYCCCIIIISSSS!’

The truth is that before Jay-Z forced this irrelevant artist on the NFL and the nation, most of America had never heard of him. Since his selection, however, the leftist media has been trying to turn him into the biggest thing in music since The Rolling Stones. The Grammys heaped awards on him, the media has hilariously and falsely claimed that Americans are learning Spanish ahead of his performance, and everyone on the left is pretending that they’ve always been big fans.

As a part of Generation X (which still has the best music and always will), this writer thought that maybe it’s just a matter of being out of touch with the younger generations. Turns out, not so much.

Over the weekend, one reporter decided to ask the NFL players themselves (who are all pretty young) what their favorite Bad Bunny banger was. The responses they gave were nothing short of hilarious. Watch:

https://twitter.com/iAnonPatriot/status/2019831743327662508

Back in 2014, Mark Steyn explored “The Holes We Dig:”

I see that today is Courtney Love’s 50th birthday. She’s not my bag musically, but I treasure her for one brief exchange about a decade and a half ago.

Circa 1998, Miss Love, lead singer of the popular beat combo Hole, was at a Democrat fundraiser in Hollywood when the party’s presumptive presidential nominee, Al Gore, approached her. “I’m a really big fan,” gushed the Vice-President.

“Yeah, right,” scoffed Courtney. “Name a song.”

The panicked Vice-Panderer floundered helplessly for a few moments until his Secret Service detail moved in and rescued him. As first promulgated by Denis Healey, Britain’s Chancellor of the Exchequer, the politician’s First Rule of Holes is: When you’re in one, stop digging. Al introduced us to a Second Rule: When you’re with one, stop pretending to dig her.

Hole has since disbanded, but I thank Courtney Love for my favorite social intercourse between a popular singer and a politician since Sinatra sang at the 1956 Democratic convention. At the end of the number, the Speaker of the House, Sam Rayburn, went up and put his arm around him, as politicians are wont to do. “Hands off the threads, creep,” snarled Frank, to the second most powerful man in Washington.

If you said “Name a song” to Obama, the pitiful thing is he’d probably be able to. But I would love to hear Jay-Z say “Hands off the threads, creep” to him.

In 1998, Al Gore would have been 50 years old himself, and it’s understandable that, despite his attempts at pandering, a man of his age wouldn’t be expected to know a young rock star’s oeuvre. But of course, far from saying “hands of the threads, creep,” Jay-Z friendship with Obama are the reason why the NFL is placed itself in a position where it’s having a Super Bowl halftime featuring a performer that a 20-something NFL players have never heard of:

FETTERMAN CALLS FOR VOTER ID:

In accordance with the prophecy:

SNOWFALLS ARE NOW JUST A THING OF THE PAST: Climate Scientist Who Predicted End Of “Heavy Frost and Snow” Now Refuses Media Inquiries.

More than two decades ago, renowned climate scientist Mojib Latif of Germany’s Max Planck Instiute for Meterology, based in Hamburg, warned the climate-ambulance chasing Der Spiegel that, due to global warming, Germany would likely no longer experience harsh winters with heavy frost and snow as it had in previous decades.

Spiegel reported climate scientist’s prediction of harsh winters disappearing due to man’s activities. Image cropped here

In light of the current severe winter weather in Germany, Latif’s statements are facing renewed scrutiny. An article appearing in the Berliner Zeitung here notes that Latif’s prophecy has “aged poorly” and he appears to want to have nothing to do with them.

Hiding from the media

According to the Berliner Zeitung, the former Max Planck Institute scientist has recently stopped responding to media inquiries regarding his past claims. Critics argue that such drastic predictions damage the credibility of climate science, while others point out that extreme weather events—including intense cold snaps—can still occur within the broader context of climate change.

In the days of TV and print media, it was easy to run shock stories about global cooling/global warming. But the Internet makes it much easier to look up old stories and verify if the forecasts made have come true. Or if the scientists have played both sides of apocalyptic rhetoric over the decades:

(Classical reference in headline.)

A GOOD SONG FOR THIS TIME OF YEAR: A Hazy Shade of Winter.