Great Wes Pruden article today in the Washington Times lamenting John McCain’s embrace of climate paranoia.

Campaigning in Oregon, [McCain] told an audience in Portland – which rivals San Francisco as the most self-consciously politically correct city in America – that he’s a true believer in Al’s “cap-and-trade” solution to global warming. (Thousands cheered when Barack Obama suggested that if they don’t listen to him they might not get enough to eat.) The global-warming fanatics no longer call it global warming. Now it’s “climate change,” which will enable the doomcriers to sing their song uninterrupted the next time the globe leaves the warming cycle to enter the cooling cycle. Prince Charles, always on the scout for something clever to say, has been pestering world leaders to listen to his global-climate jeremiads, but so far only four minor government functionaries from Brazil have granted him an audience. Man is the vainest animal, after all, eager to embrace the conceit that he can make the sun stand still. Congress, John McCain says, should require companies to reduce their contributions of greenhouse gasses to the earthly atmosphere, and enable them to sell pollution rights to other companies with emission troubles and a greater need to pollute. The shrewdest polluters will quickly figure out how to make a mint with their industrial flatulence. John McCain is our most fearless pol, having earned his reputation for valor and courage the hard way, but the weather frightens him. He warned Oregonians of what’s coming if we don’t heed Al, George W., the prince and Chicken Little: “Reduced water supplies, more forest fires than in previous decades, changes in crop production, more heat waves afflicting our cities and a greater intensity in storms.” He stopped just short of invoking fear of teenage acne, erectile dysfunction and the curse of cellulite.