Opinion / Augustin Macellari
Under the weather
It is a truth universally acknowledged that Brits will inevitably, at some point over the course of a conversation, discuss the weather. In the pantheon of national stereotypes, it’s a challenge to find one that rings truer. But even as a glorious spring seems to be giving way to a radiant summer (this past weekend in London notwithstanding), an interloper has encroached upon our beloved talking point.
Over the past few months coronavirus has become ubiquitous both in conversation and news coverage. That’s fair enough: the pandemic and its fallout are “unprecedented”, as we’ve so repeatedly been told (please feel free to get in touch if you’d like to read my 10,000-word screed on the laziness of this platitude) and it’s understandable that it has dominated our cultural bandwidth. But what about the weather? Indulge me.
Towards the end of last week, a top climate scientist called for greater investment in climate modelling. He cited the, ahem, “unprecedented” disparity between a dismal February and a delightful May: they were, respectively, the wettest and sunniest ever recorded in the UK. Although the Met Office, the country’s weather service, remains resistant to the suggestion that climate change is definitely to blame, it feels as though an opportune moment to remember that as horrible as the coronavirus pandemic is, it’s hardly the only existential threat that society is facing.
As a firmly committed catastrophiser, it has been a relief to forget about the climate crisis for a time – even if it has been replaced in my imagination by the imminent extinction of humanity by deadly plague. But with other urgent issues forcing themselves into the public consciousness over the past week – most notably the protests in Hong Kong and the US – it’s worth remembering that other conversations still need to be had. God, beautiful day, isn’t it?