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Call To Power 2 Cradle 3+ mod in progress: https://apolyton.net/forum/other-games/call-to-power-2/ctp2-creation/9437883-making-cradle-3-fully-compatible-with-the-apolyton-edition
The ground beneath your wood shed freezes, raising the shed enough so that you cannot open the damn door because it's stuck against the bottom of the deck!
"Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman
Not entirely physics-ally accurate, but still amusing.
50 degrees
Londoners turn on their heating. People in Newcastle plant their gardens.
40 degrees
Londoners shiver uncontrollably. People in Newcastle sunbathe.
35 degrees
Londoners' cars will not start. People in Newcastle drive with their
windows down.
20 degrees
Londoners wear coats, gloves and wool hats. People in Newcastle throw on a T-shirt (girls wear mini-skirts).
15 degrees
Londoners begin to leave. People in Newcastle go swimming in the North
Sea.
ZERO degrees
Londoners emigrate en masse. People in Newcastle have the last barbecue before it gets cold.
MINUS 10 degrees
Londoners cease to exist. People in Newcastle throw on a light jacket.
MINUS 80 degrees
Polar bears wonder if it is worth it. Boy scouts in Newcastle start
wearing long trousers.
MINUS 100 degrees
Santa Claus abandons the North Pole. People in Newcastle put on their
long johns.
MINUS 173 degrees
Alcohol freezes. Riots in Newcastle because the pubs are shut.
MINUS 297 degrees
Microbial life starts to disappear. The cows on Newcastle Town Moor
complain about vets with cold hands.
MINUS 460 degrees
All molecular motion stops. People in Newcastle start to stamp their feet and blow on their hands.
MINUS 500 degrees
Hell freezes over. Sunderland qualify for the European Cup.
"Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman
"Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman
Nah, the one comparing the British to the Finnish is better. The Finns suit the cold weather so much better.
Oh, btw, it's cold when the olive oil in your pantry solidifies. Before that, it's just a bit nippy.
Exult in your existence, because that very process has blundered unwittingly on its own negation. Only a small, local negation, to be sure: only one species, and only a minority of that species; but there lies hope. [...] Stand tall, Bipedal Ape. The shark may outswim you, the cheetah outrun you, the swift outfly you, the capuchin outclimb you, the elephant outpower you, the redwood outlast you. But you have the biggest gifts of all: the gift of understanding the ruthlessly cruel process that gave us all existence [and the] gift of revulsion against its implications.
-Richard Dawkins
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