I want to write a little from my heart.

People laughed at Jeremiah. He said again and again that terrible things would come. He said these things could be averted if only people changed their ways and turned back from the brink.

I am no Jeremiah. I am not a tenth or a thousandth of the man he was. And yet he failed. No matter how he begged people to listen, no matter how much he shouted or pleaded with people to just open their eyes, they did not.

What followed was horror. His lamentations describe depravities, rapine and privations in terms of horror that can only be properly read when sitting on the ground and weeping.

I am no Jeremiah. No scientist is. None of us are a thousandth the man he was. I take no solace realizing that he failed when he was so much greater.

I do not have the power of prophecy or a divine link like he did. But I do have the certainty of the science.

The earth will turn against us as if it were a living foe. We are facing a doom of fire and water, famine, drought and plague. It will be all around the world. There will be no place to go and no respite. People will go to bed at night wishing that the day had only been suffering as terrible as the day before that. Billions will die in a pandemic catastrophe of biblical proportions.

This is what the prophecy of numbers and data says. That is the reality of the changing climate.

Unlike Jeremiah, I am not alone. There are thousands of scientists shouting the warnings. One need only look at the naked mountaintops of Europe and flooded plains of Asia to see. One need only look at the shrunken glaciers and feel the ever more common and more intense storms. It is all there to see. It is screaming at us to be heard.

But people refuse to look as surely as they did in Jeremiah’s day. And all of us scientist together are not a thousandth of the man he was.

And Jeremiah failed.