So what does a climatologist say about the Hadley CRU incident?
As the Gormogons have been saying for a while, its just the tip of the iceberg. But read for yourself: Dr. Patrick J. Michaels is a climatologist of considerable reputation who takes our position: climate is changing as it always does, but we do not know the extent, the cause, or whether this is even remotely cause for concernlet alone action.
Which is all great. But his opinion piece in the Wall Street Journal says something quite different but equally important: that there has been a massive, well-funded effort to bury any contrary evidence and suppress discussion of the topic on logical foundations.
In other words, the science has never been settled, and there is by no means a consensus on the issue. Instead, it may very well be that most climatologists fall into the skeptical camp, but that Big Environment will not allow this fact to become known.
Dr. Michaels adds that future research will always be tainted by the Hadley CRU emails. All serious research will be lensed through that event, so that any positive findings on global warming will be dimissed as fraud; any negative findings will be seen as selling out. And science needs both positive and negative to foster a discussion.
By the way, check out the character assassination of Dr. Michaels on Wikipedia. The Czar found quite a bit of disasteful phrasing and editing there, but the discussion page shows that every case of it has at least been flagged. Not fixed, of course, but flagged.
Божію Поспѣшествующею Милостію Мы, Дима Грозный Императоръ и Самодержецъ Всероссiйскiй, цѣсарь Московскiй. The Czar was born in the steppes of Russia in 1267, and was cheated out of total control of all Russia upon the death of Boris Mikhailovich, who replaced Alexander Yaroslav Nevsky in 1263. However, in 1283, our Czar was passed over due to a clerical error and the rule of all Russia went to his second cousin Daniil (Даниил Александрович), whom Czar still resents. As a half-hearted apology, the Czar was awarded control over Muscovy, inconveniently located 5,000 miles away just outside Chicago. He now spends his time seething about this and writing about other stuff that bothers him.