Dear Al Gore


Dear Al Gore,

It snowed this morning in the south.  The trees are budding, birds are chirping, flowers are blooming and grass is greening, and — it snowed.  I saw it with my own eyes.

You owe us an apology and the Nobel Peace Prize committee a refund.  Libraries and bookstores should re-file your “An Inconvenient Truth” book to the fiction section.

An Inconvenient Mistruth?