That was the question I was asking myself, when I was reading reports of this latest spate of massive wildfires in California, particularly the Redding fire, which looks set to be even bigger than the Thomas fire from the beginning of January.
How can a wildfire jump a huge river?
The firefighters believed the Sacramento river would stop the fire in its tracks, or at least contain it, but shortly after reaching the river, fires started up on the other side of the water.
How is this possible? Modern science has no idea.
Because they are stuck in such a deceitful paradigm of how natural earth processes actually work, and how long it takes for things to happen (billions of years, remember!) they are completely unprepared for what’s going on right now, and are still blathering on about man-made climate change.
I’m not pretending I know everything, far from it, and I welcome any and all input from you, dear readers, to figure this out together. But my starting point is this: the earth’s core is heating up.
Why is it heating up? Because all the rainbow lifestyle stuff and machloket is causing more and more people to enter gehinnom, which we know from the Gemara and Midrashim [see HERE] is located in the earth’s core.
How God is actually doing this according to the laws of nature, I’m still trying to figure out. I think it may have something to do with the increased cosmic rays hitting planet earth as a result of the solar minimum perturbing the silica content of the earth’s crust.
(If that sounded like gobbled-gook to you, BH I will put together a post in plain English trying to explain all this properly soon, once I have it a bit more figured out.)
When one atom of something agitates against another, that causes friction, and friction leads to heat, and that seems to be the most plausible mechanism I can think of for how God is super-heating the inside of the earth’s core (aka Gehinnom) by a natural mechanism.
Because the Zohar teaches that God always works according to the laws of nature, just we haven’t yet figured out what those laws really are.
So now, the next question: how could this extra heat be causing wildfires all over the globe?
I’ve been pondering that a lot too, recently, but when I heard about the fire jumping a massive river in the States, I had an eureka moment: it’s following the flow of flammable gas from the ground.
As the earth is heating up, that’s causing a chain reaction to happen with the more volatile chemical elements, including the gas contained in the ground. As that gas is heated, it’s rising up to the surface. Also, as these changes are occurring, it’s ‘shifting’ the earth’s mantle around too, as the magma (which contains 60-70% silica, if it’s the explosive type, plus lots of volatile gases) also starts to move around and rise closer to the surface.
These shifts are manifesting as the earthquakes that are happening all over the place, including in the UK (10 since April!) and in Israel, with another 3.6 up in the Kinneret, plus a couple of 2 magnitudes the last couple of days.
As that molten rock shifts around due to the earthquakes, more gas is released up to the surface – and it starts to literally leak out of the ground. The main culprit is probably methane, which is highly flammable, the main component of natural gas, and also regularly emitted by molten magma.
Once that gas is near the surface of the ground, even a spark can set it alight.
And I think that’s what we’re seeing happening all over the place at the moment.
If this process really is leading to Moshiach, BH, then we can expect to see more earthquakes, wildfires and volcanoes going off in a pretty major way, that will change the world drastically, with all that entails, but all in a completely ‘natural way’ that the Rambam would be proud of.
And if Moshiach is being held up again, then the earthquakes, wildfires and volcanoes will probably tail off again and slow down.
So we’ll see.
But my guess is that God isn’t going to tolerate all the rainbow stuff for much longer. It’s completely warping the fabric of society, and ensnaring more and more people in evil stuff that is mamash directly fuelling the forces of darkness in the world. And it’s only getting worse.
So my best guess is: things are getting set to blow. But it could still take another two years for the final act to begin.
After I wrote this up, God helped me to find this video. (That's happening a lot at the moment - it's kind of showing me the hypotheses are heading in the right direction).
This is a video from 4 years ago in Hawaii, showing how methane suddenly ignites, then bursts up through the ground. Watch up to the first minute - it's shmirat eynayim friendly, but the rest is just lava going into ponds etc.
The big chiddush here is that THIS COULD HAPPEN ANYWHERE, not just where there is a known active volcano. These methane blasts and lava vents could literally start opening up anywhere in the world, where God chooses to move the magma closer to the surface.
Over in California and 3-4 other Western states right now, there was a bunch of recent earthquakes swarms BEFORE these big fires broke out. The swarms were small - they didn't do any structural damage - but they showed the magma is moving around underground. Now, the fires broke out in the same places the earthquakes hit.
Why? Because as the core is heating up, the methane gas is rising (and I'm debating this with my husband at the moment, because I think the magma is following up close behind, but he's still not convinced.)
And it's being triggered by 'rainbow lifestyle' stuff and the people who are anti-God and anti-emuna.
It doesn't take a million years for this stuff to happen, it can literally occur in a few days.
Are we ready?
I was just looking over on the ravberland.com website for inspiration for the parsha of the week, when I came across THIS from last year.
I'm going to quote some of the most relevant bits, below:
The Zohar says that if we could have seen the eyes of King David, [we would know that] they contained all the colors that exist in the world. The eye of Bilaam contained within it all the evil in the world, but the eyes of David only wished good on another person, “you put joy in my heart…”
The gematria of עפרון Ephron, is ‘ayin ra’ – an evil eye, the opposite of a good eye. King David had such a good eye, that every place he looked, the whole city would immediately make teshuva. If David had lived for another 30 years, the whole world would have returned in teshuva.
The moment there would be love and friendship in Israel – and means ‘you should do what is just in the eyes of Hashem’ - then a person says some lashon hara (gossip) about someone, publishes something about someone, or says something that isn’t true or accurate, this is worse than [the sins] of immorality, bloodshed or worshipping idols – it’s worse than anything!
The Rebbe says, a person who’s distributing money, who’s giving, who had a good eye for everyone, and he throws money around without making an accounting of it, and he doesn’t pay attention to anything else – he can change the whole natural order. He can shift the sun, he can move the sun, the moon, the stars – he can shift everything!
So, tzedaka can move all the celestial orbs. There are 12 mazalot (signs of the zodiac), and 7 celestial bodies, and by way of tzedaka, by giving tzedaka to the Tzaddik…not every type of tzedaka shifts the celestial orbs, only the tzedaka that goes to the Tzaddik…
All the suffering and difficulties that a person has, every type of trouble and pain, everything – a person does it to himself, by being jealous, and by hating others, and by having a stingy outlook. He doesn’t have a good eye.
Ayin tova, a good eye. ‘If your enemy is hungry, feed him, and you will heap burning coals upon his head’. Give your biggest enemy something to drink, something to eat, laud him, talk about his good points. This is the only way that God will destroy all of the rashaim (evildoers), and only then will we merit to the complete geula (redemption), may it be speedily in our days.
If we really want to bring the geula the sweet way, this is the work to do: to stop speaking badly of our fellow Jews, to give a lot of tzedaka, especially to true tzaddikim, and to work on having a good eye.
And that's way, way harder than pointing fingers and launching off into holier-than-thou attacks on other people. Which is probably why so many people still prefer doing the latter to doing the former.
I know that received wisdom states that teenagers should be pressed into service, and should be tidying my house as well as their own rooms, but as usual chez moi it’s all backwards.
Yesterday, after weeks of watching my kids’ rooms descend into a maelstrom of mess and chaos that is really just reflective of what’s going on internally, I decided to grab the dustpan and brush, and enter the dragon’s lair.
The one room wasn’t so bad – a bit dusty, just a couple of old bowls of cereal, nothing too scary.
The second room, well, that was way more challenging.
In the space of an hour, I solved the mystery of where all the socks in the house had disappeared too, as well as all the deodorants. For the last five months, I usually have to go play ‘hunt the BO Basher’ because as soon as I buy one, it goes missing. Baruch Hashem, three of them were safely recovered and are now being reunited with their loved ones.
Then, there was the bags of mouldy clothes, which had been taken for a swim at the Lifta before the Three Weeks started, then donated to science, who used them to grow all sorts of weird strains of mould, some of which I’m sure will save a life someday.
In the meantime, the smell from opening the bag nearly knocked me out.
So, straight into the bin it went.
I discovered five toilet rolls under one bed (which also resolved that mystery, of why I can buy a new bag and three days later it’s already finished.)
I discovered stolen goods that had been the object of many an argument, with both sides claiming the other one had used it – and thus lost it – last.
I found two old, broken phones, one old, not quite-yet-broken computer, and four phone chargers, one of which may actually work.
I will spare you the details of the peach pits I found growing into the floor tiles, the old bottles of water that could probably half refill the Kinneret, and a few other things that were so gross they also just went straight into the bin bag.
As I was pottering around, I pondered the strange overlaps between teenagers and hamsters.
Hamsters also stuff all sorts of things, including food, under their beds. Hamsters also like to pile things up on the floor of the cages. Hamsters also get the most active around 2.07am, which is when you can hear them twirling around on their squeaky wheels, and whooping it up on WhatsApp.
Hamsters can also bite if you try to handle them, and frequently run away if you approach their cages.
In short, hamsters and teenagers are very, very similar.
It’s that ‘animal or angel’ dichotomy going on, and in our generation, our teens have such a big battle to pull out of ‘hamster’ mode and to give true expression to the enormous soul that every single one of them actually is.
It’s so easy, as a parent, to fall into the trap of reinforcing the inner ‘animal’, that’s telling them 24/7 that they are lazy, that it’s all pointless, that they’re bad, that they’re never going to get there, they’re never going to be able to pull out of the muck and mud that is material life in 2018.
But when I go and tidy up their rooms – at great personal risk to life and limb – I’m sending them a different message. I’m telling them: you are an angel! You are a bat melech, a very holy soul. Look, God even sent you a servant to look after you!
Sure, you have some hamster tendencies right now, it’s true. But it’s not the real you. The real you is so much better, so much holier.
And you will get there, my daughter!
And in the meantime, I need to find myself a gasmask or something, because those bags of mouldy clothes probably rank up there with asbestos.
So, the huge big stone from the Kotel falling on the ‘egalitarian plaza’ where the reform and conservative people don’t come to pray was clearly a pretty obvious sign, like 101 Emuna level.
(BTW, if you see the video that stone didn’t really ‘fall’; it shot out of the wall like a bullet being fired from a gun.)
But now, over in Greece, God is getting a bit more subtle with His signs.
Quick recap: The last time the Greek-inspired Hellenists tried to take over Jerusalem, literally, with all of their Greek-inspired Gymnasiums and Theatres open on Shabbat was during the time of the Maccabees, the time of the Chanuka miracle.
The Sages say that back then, 99% of the Jews had gone Greek and assimilated, and it was a very small remnant that still clung onto their Jewish tradition. So the fact that GREECE is currently getting hit with their worst wildfires for decades, that have killed 74 people and counting is one clue.
Here’s a little of how Sky News is reporting what’s going on in Greece:
“All the survivors talk about the speed of the flames. It's hard to imagine, but flames in wild fires flow across landscapes almost like water.
“Patches of land are ignited not just through contact with existing flames but simply through the heat. That's how the fires manage to jump across roads.
“The erratic and unusually strong winds pushed the fires in various directions which changed quickly.
“People said the flames seemed literally to be chasing them.”
I think the fire is coming up from the ground. I think all these wildfires in the UK, Sweden (now at 53 and counting, with at least four fires raging out of control) are being started because something hot is approaching nearer to the surface of the earth. I’ll come back to this again with more details in a future post, BH.
Another clue is where those fires are burning in Greece: Attica.
For those who speak Hebrew, the connection is obvious. For those who don’t, the Old City of Jerusalem is called ‘Ir Attica’ in Hebrew, or ‘Old /Ancient City’.
Seems to me God took some of the punishment coming our way and poured it out on those Greeks, whose ancestors undoubtedly helped to cause all the assimilationist mess we’re still dealing with today, thanks to Greek / Roman / Western culture.
Despite all the din coming down right now, there is still so much mercy mixed in.
But God’s patience is not infinite, and we ALL still need to do a bunch of teshuva, and to work on our emuna and being real with Hashem.
It’s so easy to point fingers at the lefties and weirdos, and to accuse them of all that is wrong on the world. But we can’t change them, and God doesn’t expect us to.
We can only change us.
And if we don’t do that, then we will be held 100% accountable for adding more fuel to the fire that’s coming to the world, instead of trying to tamp it down.
In the meantime, steer clear of the egalitarian plaza. I have the feeling this could only be the beginning of God’s hand in the world becoming more and more obvious.
Over on the Myrtle Rising blog, there's a really excellent piece about the importance of really checking who is behind the information we're taking in, and what their vested interest is.
You can read the piece HERE, and it's highly recommended.
Myrtle Rising covered most of the points really well, but I just want to add one thing:
No-one and nothing in the world is neutral. Either people are coming from a good place, or they are coming from a spiritually bad place.
When people are coming from a spiritually bad place, even the 'good' things they say will harm you in some way, and vice-versa.
I read so much stuff that 'sounds good' in theory, especially online, but that is definitely coming from a bad place. The way to really know what's coming from where is to keep checking in with how it really makes you feel after you read it - uplifted and happy, or down and depressed?
And crucially, whether it's bringing you closer to God or not.
That's the real litmus test of 'truth' and 'good', there is no other.
Did you ever wonder why so many people are choosing bizarre ‘rainbow’ lifestyles, or tattooing every little bit of skin they possess, or sticking massive rings through their nose so they look like stuck pigs?
Did you ever ponder oabout what makes a leftist a leftist, or what makes a Jew prefer Palestinians to their own people, or what makes a Jew marry out or leave the faith?
If you sit and think about this for a while, sooner or later the idea will pop up that these people weren’t created ‘gay’, or ‘lefty’ or self-hating, but somewhere along the way, they got so disconnected from their true self, from their soul, from God, that their inner landscape tipped upside-down, and good became bad, and black became white.
And in nearly all cases, this happened because these people grew up in extremely dysfunctional circumstances.
They grew up in homes that were battlegrounds, where kids were used as human shields or pawns. OR, they grew up in homes where they were belittled, guilted and smacked around. Or, they grew up in homes where they weren’t really seen, or weren’t really heard, or weren’t really acknowledged, and now they walk around like the ghost of childhood past, desperately trying to get attention any which way they can.
And in case you think this only happens where this is ‘obvious abuse’, it really, really doesn’t. Emotional neglect – where the child isn’t related to as an independent individual, where the parent is too plugged into Facebook, or work, or their own social network, or their own problems, to really talk to their kid and listen to them on their level – can do just as much spiritual damage as ‘obvious abuse’.
Do you think it’s a coincidence that as the family unit has exploded into a billion smithereens over the last few decades, that all these people are popping up who are ‘choosing death’ over choosing life?
That rainbow man is probably the way he is because on some deep, deep level he has some really heavy baggage vis-à-vis his mum that he never acknowledged, and has never sorted out.
Often, these people will yell the loudest about how ‘amazing’ their mother is, but it’s usually just a case of protesting too much.
And when women can’t bear to think of settling down with a man, and find men physically repulsive, you can betcha that underneath all that is a very dysfunctional relationship with a parent or older male relative.
Same is true for tattoos, nose rings and boring huge holes where your earlobes are meant to be: people feel awful about themselves, they feel so low and lowly, they feel so unseen and lost, and they are scribbling that message all over their bodies in permanent ink.
Same thing for leftists and self-hating Jews and anyone else who hates and is angry all the time (and yes, that includes ‘rightists’ and frum people, too…), and who can’t see anyone else’s point of view and is always ranting on and on about their rights and other people’s wrongs.
THE MONSTERS UNDER THE BED
What connects all these people together is that they are still fighting the childhood monsters under their bed.
And some of those monsters are really, really scary.
So what’s the answer? What are we meant to be doing about all this?
A little while back, someone was telling me a story about a huge kiruv personality who’d seen every single one of the children in their own family go off the derech.
I don’t know who this person is, I don’t know the details, but I can tell you one thing for sure: our relationship with God is based on our relationship with our parents.
If the parents are loving, compassionate, joyful, kind, caring and really ‘there’ for the kid emotionally, those kids will generally find it very easy to believe in a caring, compassionate and loving Creator, and will want to spend a lot of time in His company.
And if the parents are cold, selfish, self-obsessed, emotionally-absent, punishing, capricious, condescending and angry – then those kids will have no problem believing that God is just waiting for them to put a foot wrong, so He can smite them into a million pieces.
And who wants to be waiting for the hammer to fall on them like that all the time?
So, here’s how you can do your bit for the world, and stop the rainbow people, and leftists and atheists from taking over the world: love your children with every fibre of your being, and put what’s good for them ahead of what’s good or convenient for you.
Work on your bad middot, especially anger.
And most of all, ask God every single day to let your kids grow up as happy, emotionally well-adjusted people who feel loved, and cared for and protected from ‘bad’.
We’re all messing our kids up in one way or another, despite our very best efforts.
But if we ask God to fill in the gaps, and to help them develop in a healthy way physically, emotionally and spiritually, that’s really all that’s required to ensure that our kids will be on the side that’s trying to build the world, instead of trying to destroy it.
While corrupt, politicized modern science keeps telling us that people are causing climate change, that’s not true. God is causing climate change, and the way that volcanoes interact with the atmosphere are a key part of how God is doing this, in accordance with the laws of nature.
In this post, I want to introduce you to a massive volcanic explosion that occurred 200 years ago, because the parallels between the weather in the world then, and the weather in the world now, are uncanny.
And there was no ‘man-made climate change’ to blame, 200 years ago. BH, I’ll get to the radiometric dating cobblers next, because pushing everything back millions and billions of years means science is consistently missing the mark in terms of figuring out what is really going on, and its true impact and import.
If more people knew that every single volcano in the world has gone off in the last 6,000 years, it would bring a heck of a lot more of us back to God, wouldn’t it? And I guess that’s why they’ve constructed such an elaborate web of deceit to stop that being so obvious.
VOLCANOES AND THE LITTLE ICE AGE
1810-1819 was apparently the world’s coldest decade since modern records began. There was an average decline of global temperature of 1.5 °F over a decade, plus those years saw a number of extreme weather and geological events.
The years 1250-1850 are actually referred to as ‘The Little Ice Age’, because before 1250, there are accounts of Englishmen growing wine grapes, and of the Danes setting up farming colonies in what is now frozen Greenland.
According to scientist Alan Robock: “Responsibility for the little ice age lies with a spasm of major volcanic eruptions in the 13th century, possibly starting with an unknown tropical volcano in 1258.”
Tambora is one of the many volcanoes clustered along the Indonesian archipelago, forming part of the ‘Ring of Fire’. The Ring of Fire stretches on for almost 40,000 km, and encompasses much of the Pacific ocean. Before it exploded in spectacular fashion on April 10th, 1815, it had apparently been dormant for around 1,000 years.
Tambora started rumbling again in 1814, when the European powers colonizing the Island received reports that it had started throwing up ash clouds. However, the ash clouds died down, peace returned, and the natives continued to go about their business. Tambora at that time was richly forested, and had a very healthy agrarian economy. It was an island of plenty, in every sense of the word.
But all that changed on April 5th, 1815, when huge plumes of fire started issuing from its cone, shooting vertically up into the atmosphere in a way that’s called a ‘Plinian eruption’ by the scientists, after Pliny the younger’s eye-witness account of the way Vesuvius exploded, in 79 C.E. At that time, the eruption continued for three hours, spewing fire way up into the air.
Then again, calm. The Islanders weren’t to know it, but it was the last bit of calm before a storm whose reverberations would continue to be heard around the planet for years. On April 10th, 1815, three distinct columns of fire started shooting out of the volcano’s summit, then 50 cubit kilometres of boiling magma swiftly followed.
To top it off, the Islanders were then hit with a hail of massive pumice stones mixed with hot rain and ash that covered the Island, poisoned the water supplies and killed 10,000 people straight off the bat.
But more was to come. A volcano-induced hurricane blew up at the same time, ripping whole forests up by their roots and blowing what was left of the Islanders dwellers to smithereens.
THE POMPEII OF THE EAST
In 2004, a team of researchers from the Rhode Island University and the Directorate of Volcanology and Geological Hazard Mitigation in Indonesia returned to Tambora to try to dig up the remains of the villagers that had been destroyed almost 200 years’ earlier.
They needed a local guide to help them locate the right area to dig in, as greenery had been growing over the area for years. As they started to dig, they hit a metre-thick layer of compacted ignimbrite from 1815, and then started to find dwellings that had been incinerated then immediately buried in volcanic, laying bare the awful disaster that had engulfed the Island.
One of the houses they dug out of the compacted volcanic ash was a modest dwelling on wooden stilts with a thatched roof and walls made of bamboo. They found that it, and the two people inside it, had been carbonized by a super-heated volcanic ash that Harold Sigurdsson, one of the main researchers leading the dig, estimated to be at least 538°C. Human bone had been turned to charcoal, instantly.
10,000 people had been killed almost instantaneously when they were engulfed by a massive flow of super-heated magma, ash and gas that left the village buried in three metres of debris. According to. Haroldsson, the pyroclastic flow from Tambora extended “from the volcano in all directions to a distance of at least 40 km radially, and within that zone … there is an extinction of life.”
The boiling hot lava continued to flow for a full day, adding many kilometres of new land to the coastline, eventually covering an area measuring 560 km and burying North East Sumbawa “under a smoking, one metre high layer of ignimbrite.”
After the dust had cleared, the summit of Tambora sank into a 6 km-wide caldera, and the surviving Islanders tried to take stock of the damage.
117,000 people died in the immediate aftermath of the eruption, from tsunamis, starvation, sickness and ash-poisoned water – but these terrible effects were localized.
The same cannot be said for the volcanic ash released when the volcano finally blew off its cone, sending ash and gas 43 km up into the stratosphere, creating ‘sun-dimming stratospheric aerosols’ that would have a severe impact on the world’s weather for the next three years.
EFFECTS OF TAMBORA’S ERUPTION:
2)Pyroclastic flow (molten rock, magma and superheated gases)
3)Vog and laze, as the lava hit the sea
4)‘Violent whirlwind’ / volcanic hurricane, which uprooted trees and caused large animals and human beings to fly upward into the storm
5)12 ft high tsunami
6)The earth sinks after Tambora’s cone collapses.
Both the ‘plinian event’ itself, and the phoenix clouds’ can inject a lot of volcanic matter into the stratosphere. But Tambora’s two explosions actually only accounted for 4% of its total output.
For years’ afterwards, rafts of volcanic pumice stone containing the carbonized remains of wood from Sumbawa’s lush forests were found as far away as the Indian Ocean.
Neighboring Bali was covered in ash that stacked up a metre deep, and two days of darkness covered the whole of South East Asia, in a volcanic night that expanded for over 600 km. An entire people, their culture and their language literally disappeared overnight.
“On account of the wholesale deforestation of the Island, the Sumbawan micro-climate changed radically, becoming far drier,” and a new phrase was developed to describe the weather in the aftermath of Tambora” the ‘zaman hujan’ or ‘time of the ash rain’.
THE YEAR WITHOUT A SUMMER
It lead to 1816 being dubbed the ‘Year without a Summer’ in New England, the ‘Year of the beggar’ in Germany; and crops failing repeatedly all over the world, causing mass starvation, epidemics of cholera and typhus – and tremendous social unrest.
By 1818, the volcanic ash from Tambora had finally cleared out of the high-altitude atmosphere, and the more stable weather and bumper harvests returned to Europe. Which was terrible news for America’s farmers, who’d been banking on high European prices for their crops to pay down their debts. That in turn sparked the ‘Panic’ of 1819.
The eruption of a giant volcano locally could easily devastate a regional economy in a few short hours – as it did on Tambora – and it can also seriously impact the world’s climate and agriculture for years afterwards.
THE FREAK WEATHER OF 1816-1818
On July 5th, 1816, a couple of months after Tambora’s massive explosion, residents of the Italian town of Taranto reported that a strange red snow – clearly some of the Tamboran ash – had appeared on their doorsteps.
Lord Byron also wrote a poem, ‘Darkness’, immortalizing the creepy European weather he was experiencing on the continent, including a line talking about ‘when candles were lit at noon’.
Also in 1816, the awful weather, crop failures, famines and subsequent sickness and epidemics that occurred gave rise to a growing sense that the ‘End of Days’ had arrived. An astronomer in Bologna predicted that the world would end on July 18, 1816 – and things were looking so bad, many people believed it.
It was, after all, the year of no Summer, where sunspots could be seen with the naked eye giving rise to the rumor that the sun would slowly be completely blotted out – something that the heavy flooding, bitter cold and unusually gloomy atmosphere throughout June did nothing to really mitigate.
On July 26 1816, The Leicester Mercury reported that “such inclement weather is scarcely remembered by the oldest person living”, while August just saw more terrible flooding and crazy lightning storms across the continent.
Another contemporary poet, Samuel Coleridge, wrote about ‘This end of the world weather’ and that was the prevailing sentiment across the Western world. The story of one elderly spinster called Eleanor Saunders made the English papers when the woman decided to hang herself before the day appointed as ‘the End’.
Over in Sweden, the Queen paraded into church at the head of a crowd of 6,000 peasants to pray for mercy, while the Hindu Temples of Bengal were also full of people praying for rain. Because Europe wasn’t the only place affected by Tambora’s eruption. Over on the Indian sub-continent, they were having the opposite problem from rain-drenched, frozen Europe: the monsoon season never came in 1816.
SOME BITS PARCHED, OTHER BITS FLOODED
At the same time there was an incredible heatwave in India and no rain, there was record-breaking cold in much of Europe, and no sun. And the freak weather continued until 1818, with the Indian droughts of 1816 giving way to the worst floods for a hundred years and unprecedented hail storms which destroyed spring crops and fruit trees across India.
China was also badly affected. 1815 saw snow fall in Summer in the Hainan province, and the winter was so severe it killed half the region’s forests. Again in 1817, there was a ‘crop-killing Summer frost’ in the Shanxi province, which prompted another mass migration, because while rice is an extremely hardy plant, the one thing guaranteed to kill it is a Summer cold snap. And Yunnan had record low temperatures for three years running, until 1818.
Meanwhile, up in the Arctic, they were again having the ‘opposite’ problem: in 1817, Sir Joseph Banks, First Lord of the British Admiralty 4:17 reported that the Arctic ice was rapidly melting. And while 1810-1819 was the coldest decade on record in Europe and North Eastern America, in Southern Greenland the temperature was constantly 5.5°C higher than usual throughout.
The people of that time and place didn’t know that the sun was going through what is called today the ‘Dalton Minimum’, but in so many other ways, what was going on then was clearly so similar to what is still going on now, almost exactly 200 years’ later.
And remember, the industrial revolution hadn’t yet begun, so industrialization and man-made Co2 was not what was behind these crazy weather patterns and extreme climate change: volcanoes were.
MISSING THE LESSON WITH ICE AGES
By 1818, the three super-cold years experienced by Europe, as a result of the ash fallout from Tambora’s eruption, led to the creation of a new ‘ice dam’ in the heart of the Val de Bagnes mountains in Switzerland.
The unusually cold temperatures encouraged the advance of the Gietro Glacier, which blocked the mouth of a local river creating a huge lake overnight, which measured 3 ½ km by 200 metres, and which was easily 60 metres deep. As spring turned into Summer, the Swiss authorities brought in experts to try to carve a tunnel through the ice dam, to enable the trapped water to leak out slowly, without destroying the villages and plain beneath.
The plan half-worked. Around a third of the lake’s capacity trickled out before the ice dam itself cracked open on June 16, 1818, and a 100ft high tsunami of water gushed through the gorge, throwing huge boulders around and dragging enormous blocks of glacial ice down with it. Entire forests were ripped out by their roots, as the violent floodwaters rushed past.
After the flood has passed through the gorge and the plains below, the locals fields were covered with a 60 km stretch of flood plain that was full of mud, smashed houses and buildings, and enormous amounts of vegetation, rocks, ice blocks and many dead animals and human victims of the flood, too.
“Tambora’s April 1815 eruption launched enormous volumes of long-suppressed volcanic rock and gases more than 40 km into the stratosphere. This volcanic plume – consisting of as much as 50 cubic km of total matter – eventually spread across one million sqkm of the Earth’s atmosphere, an aerosoal umbrella six times the size of Mount Pinatubo’s 1991 cloud.”
While some places were barely affected, including Russia and Western USA, other places saw a massive 5-6°F drop in temperature that lasted three years.
HURRICANES IN HAMBURG
In 1817, there were hurricanes in Hamburg and Amsterdam, and terrible hailstorms in France, while Switzerland was dealing with awful downpours and flooding. Throughout the Summer of 1817, hailstones as large as ‘hazelnuts’ or ‘pigeon’s eggs’ were described by Howard.
Between 1816-1817, the bad weather had affected harvests so severely, that crop yields in the UK and on the European continent had dropped by over 75%, contributing to the Bread Riots in the UK, and food riots in other European towns and cities, too. In France, it sparked off a new round of revolutionary riots. Sir Thomas Raffles left an eyewitness account of seeing the starving poor all over the place in Switzerland and France.
Everywhere you looked, people were fighting over food, which was in very scarce supply. The mortality rate in 1817 was 50% higher than in 1815 – when many hundreds and thousands of people were dying as a result of the Napoleonic Wars.
Thousands of Swiss moved to Russia, or left for America, and there are even apocryphal tales of Swiss mothers killing their starving children with their own bare hands, to give them a more merciful death.
IRELAND’S GREAT FAMINE
During the Summer of 1816, 31 inches of rain fell on Irish fields and forests between May and October of that year, saturating the land with water and destroying the crops being grown in the field. Between February and October, the mean temperature in Dublin fell by 3.5°, and the Irish corn crop in 1816 was caked in a highly unusual red volcanic dust.
As the people slowly started to starve to death, while their British overseers in the Houses of Parliament did nothing to relieve their hunger of suffering, it was a matter of time before epidemic sickness also swooped in.
Epidemics nearly always ride on the back of hunger and starvation. A weakened human being is easy prey for the germs and viruses that cause epidemic sickness. Whereas a healthy human being can normally withstand them, and fight them off, a starving one quickly succumbs – and infects others.
65,000 died of Typhus in Ireland between 1816-17, and as the disastrous weather and famine continued, that was up to 80,000 by 1818. In 1818, typhus also began to spread on the neighboring British mainland, too.
THOMAS JEFFERSON GOES BUST
Meanwhile, over in the NE United States, early May saw choking dust clouds being reported in Washington DC, while snow fell in June in 1816. The weather was all over the place: First there was a cold snap, then there were two days of temperatures of up to 80°F, then it was back to “widespread frosts on the nights of June 3-4th.”
The frost struck repeatedly throughout the months of June, July and August, 1816 – the principle crop-growing season. As the weather in the NE United States appeared to get worse and worse, hundreds of thousands of people ‘fled to the hills’ and went West, where the climate was better (although they had to kill a lot of Native Americans to take over their land. Hey, ‘survival of the fittest’, after all!)
While 1817 also saw a huge spike in the numbers of people emigrating to the US due to the awful conditions prevailing in Europe, many of the old-time founding families were also struggling to survive the vagaries of the climate.
Thomas Jefferson, to quote one well-known personality, was ultimately bankrupted by the terrible weather of 1816-18, and the ‘Panic’ that occurred in 1819 when the good harvests returned to Europe in 1818, and the price commanded by American crops that year fell through the floor.
300 American banks failed overnight during the climate-inspired Panic of 1819 – and Jefferson and many other Americans lost everything they had, and had to sell up.
It should be remembered that Tambora was just ONE volcano... And there have been many more eruptions throughout history, some much bigger, and many taking place at once as God causes the climate to change.
The last century has been unusually quiet, so the atheists could have their best shot at pulling people away from Hashem. But things are picking up now, and things are changing in the world, in a whole bunch of ways.
BH, I will share more of what I'm discovering with you as we go along, because the illusion that society is 'stable' and that the world is slow-acting and practically never-changing is simply that: an illusion.
The last 12 months or so, since last Elul, I’ve been feeling like the whole Jewish calendar somehow got mixed up, at least for me. The whole of Elul, instead of lifting me up to the heights of teshuva, something happened to show me that I was not on the lofty spiritual level I really thought I was, and spent weeks feeling absolutely heartbroken and kind of washed-up, Jewishly.
It’s hard to be a baal teshuva the first time around. It’s even harder when you’ve been a baal teshuva for 20+ years, and then God shows you how much work you still have to do.
But then it was Rosh Hashana. A new year! A new beginning! A time to turn things around. I couldn’t find a shul to daven in, so I went to the default local shul, full of ‘traditional’ Moroccans.
There was a Downs syndrome boy on the other side of the partition who got so excited by the Shofar blowing, he started making all sorts of yells and weird noises.
Of course, you’re meant to be quiet when the shofar is blown. Of course, this precious soul was bringing God so much more nachas with his whoops then all the studied ‘silence’ of the rest of us.
Immediately after shofar blowing, some idiot man started berating the boy and his father and demanded that they leave the shul immediately. On Rosh Hashana! The argument spread to the women’s section and there on the first Day of Judgment, the most awful sinat chinam was going on, all for the best, most holy reasons, of course.
I didn’t know it then, but that shul was right next to the house we were destined to fail at buying this year, which plunged us into our own maelstrom of self-righteous arguments and sinat chinam. Probably, the woman who was selling it was sat in the women’s section too, being covered in all that machloket fall-out.
The whole thing showed me how hugely important Rosh Hashana really is, it really does set the tone and create the blueprint for the year. Thank God, my husband was in Uman by Rabbenu for Rosh Hashana, because I dread to think how much worse things could be, otherwise.
Then, the first of the days of awe – my mother-in-law unexpectedly died, and me and my husband found ourselves back on a plane to the UK. I spent the majority of the days of awe eating fishballs from the only kosher deli in town (where all the nice serving people are Liverpudlian yoks) and packets of blueberries, serving tea and making ‘small talk’ at the shiva – just like you’re not meant to do – and then topped that off with unavoidable ‘hugs’ with grieving men from my husband’s extended family.
The only plus in my favor is that by compromising our ‘religious standards’, and eating food we wouldn’t usually eat, and keeping quiet about things that upset us and disturbed us greatly, we made a lot of peace with a lot of people we’d been fighting with for years.
But we got back to Israel erev Yom Kippur, and I was so exhausted I literally slept the whole way through the chag.
Succot happened in a fog – not least because we’d just been told our landlord was selling the apartment we’d been renting for 3 ½ years, so it was no stretch to feel the ‘temporary’ nature of our lives and our dwelling, and Chanuka also passed in a blur as we were trying to buy AND also trying to rent something for six months and both my kids were stressed to the max over their new ulpanas (dorming high schools).
All year, it’s felt like the festivals have been creeping up on me before I was ready, and that I have been so spiritually unprepared and on the back foot and doing everything at ‘bare basic’ level.
Two days before Purim, we moved house, so that was another holiday that passed in a blur.
Then Pesach arrived, and with it a bunch of guests for seder that we’d recently made peace with in the UK. Kids were trying to blow out my Shabbos / Pesach candles, flipping the toilet light on and off (because I forgot to tape it down….), pressing the door buzzer for two minutes, really loudly…
We had a slight stand-off by the end of the seder, as the guests wanted to skip Hallel, and I refused. I told them ‘leave if you want, but we’re going to the end’. So a compromise was reached where my husband sped-read through Hallel in the record time of 11.36 minutes so peace would continue to reign.
But I didn’t feel so happy about it. I felt maybe I was compromising too much for the sake of peace….
The next day, the first day of counting the Omer, the bombshell dropped that the bank had pulled their mortgage approval, plunging us into months of machloket, yeoush, anger – and enormous work to try to rustle up some real emuna.
All year, God has been showing me that He wants peace, not standing on principle, and all year, I’ve been trying to give Him what He wants, but it’s come really, really hard.
So, we get to the week before Tisha B’av, and the situation with the house is giving me no peace. Their disgusting lawyer tells us we ‘burnt their house’ and I know that’s a hint from God to look past the puppet show and see what’s really going on here.
But I can’t sleep, I can’t concentrate, I’m consumed by agitation and fear and rage – and we just hit the nine days when it’s all about fixing the sinat chinam that ‘burnt God’s house’ and is still continuing today.
God, what am I meant to do to fix this! The situation is so bad, it’s so unfair, it’s boiling up every bad middot I own!!!
God told me last week: Go and do six hours, and beg Me to help you make peace.
So that’s what I did. The day after I did that, my husband got a phone call from the estate agent that brokered the deal: the other side want to talk, without lawyers, they want to come to some agreement.
We met on Friday – erev Tisha B’av! – and again, God is the one that made the peace because all we did for an hour was argue. It looked to me like we were going to end up in court. Me and my husband stepped outside to discuss what was going on (and to avoid punching someone…) and when we returned 10 minutes later…. The other side had transformed.
Gone was all the blaming, distortion and power plays. On the table was a simple proposal: pay our costs to date, and we’ll finish everything peacefully next week.
We still need to agree what those costs actually are, but a sum was named that sounded reasonable, and much better than the amount our ridiculous contract stated we needed to pay.
Bezrat Hashem, the sinat chinam disappeared, and the path of peace prevailed.
Instead of Tisha B’Av, I feel like I’m already in Elul.
Let’s be clear, that it wasn’t us that did anything. God did the many miracles last week, and I also tried to bind myself to all the tzaddikim of the generation before we sat down at the table, to let them take over the actual discussion.
All I did, a lot, was yearn for peace, and ask God to save me from being overwhelmed by my enormous bad middot, especially my arrogance and my victory-seeking tendencies.
Because making peace is not easy, not at all. It means coming off my high horse, and trying to see the other side, and accepting that everything that’s happening is only and solely coming from Hashem.
I’m writing this on the tenth of Av – this year’s pushed-off fast of Tisha B’Av. And I’m writing this because the one thing Hashem really wants from the Jewish people is for us to make peace with each other.
Don’t wait until Rosh Hashanah, do it now, in the seven or so weeks we have until the Yom HaDin. Make peace with your relatives, even if you’ll have to suffer through a ‘man hug’, eat dodgy fishballs and rush through the more meaningful bits of your seder.
Make peace with the people you’re arguing with, even if it’s going to cost you some money, and the satisfaction of seeing them eat it.
But most of all, make peace with your husband (or wife…) and your children. Stop holding all those old grudges in your heart, and stop blaming them for the things that aren’t going right in your life.
Last week, on the Ari’s yarhtzeit, my teenager started telling me some really hurtful, yucky things about myself– all the things I secretly worry about, but try not to notice too much. She threw them all in my face, which to be fair I completely deserved, because I’d started berating her about not taking school seriously enough and wasting her life, which wasn’t really accurate or fair.
So, she hit back with ‘teenage troof’, maximum strength, and as my blood started to boil – the oven shorted out and a small fire sparked behind it, right next to the gas pipe. We both held our breath for a very long second. Thank God, the fire burned out, I turned off the gas, she turned off the electric mains, and I unplugged the scorched oven plug with a long, grateful sigh.
Machloket is what burns down the house.
Machloket is what burned down the Temple.
This Tisha B’av, let’s really try to fix the problem at its root: i.e. in our own homes, and our own lives.
According to the Watchers website, Sweden is currently experiencing an unprecedented 40 forest fires burning, with three of those inside the Arctic circle.
The temperature in Sweden has risen to 20 degrees fahrenheit above 'normal' for Summer, and has stayed there for a month.
As you'll recall from THIS post, the UK also has fires raging out of control, and no-body knows how they are starting or why they are so hard to put out. Mangabey's comment on this post inspired me to get and see what Sweden, in particular, might have done to be getting hit right now with all this stuff. Here's just the latest example - from yesterday! - of what I found.
Seems to me that Hashem is becoming more and more visible from this point forward, and that the payment is finally coming due, for a whole bunch of people, and in a whole bunch of ways:
Freedom Flotilla: Swedish MP Calls on Sweden’s Government to Impose Sanctions on Israel
July 18, 2018Jeanette Escanilla of Sweden’s Left Party says protecting Palestinian rights requires Sweden to go beyond recognition of the State of Palestine
Dear readers, thanks for all of your kind words. I'm feeling pretty yuck at the moment, so please forgive me for not responding to each one. BH, after the fast we'll all start feeling much better and happier again.
It’s not going to shock you if I tell you I’m not a tzaddik, right? I mean, if you’ve been reading my stuff for a while, or even just for the last couple of weeks, you should already know that I’m really not a tzaddik, and that I struggle with some enormous bad middot, a lot of the time.
What stops me from turning into a full-blown psycho is hitbodedut, the practice of talking all my stuff through with Hashem for an hour every single day, and the police. ;-)
But even so, the last few days I have been struggling, and struggling, and struggling some more to stay on top of a rising internal feeling that I can’t take much more of this.
The ‘this’ in question being the awful situation I’m in with the mendacious and greedy seller of the apartment, whose lawyer is refusing to even respond to our letters, or even begin to discuss giving us back at least the part of the deposit we paid over that they have no possible legal
That it’s unfair is one thing. That she lied through her teeth to trap us into signing the contract is another thing. That our lawyer was cack and her lawyer was a Mafioso is still yet another thing.
So far, the hitbodedut has helped me to deal with all that stuff enough that I’m not going crazy.
But now, I’ve hit the worst: inaction.
Nothing is getting anywhere and I can’t see anyway of moving this forward without going into mega-psycho mode.
I’m a nice, polite British woman much of the time. But inside, there’s this hulk, and you really don’t want to get it angry.
(Just ask my husband).
God has helped me with my anger issues so much the last few years, and it’s really transformed my home and my relationships, especially with my kids.
But the bad middot are back bubbling away furiously inside now, and I told God this morning: I can’t take much more of this.
I feel like I’m trying to keep the lid clamped down tight on all the rage, and to try to turn it into emuna via my hitbodedut sessions, but I’m reaching the limit of what I can handle.
The hulk is starting to get very restless. And you really don’t want to get it angry.
So I asked God straight today, to please start properly fighting on my behalf, because if I take up arms against our seller, there is no telling how bad it could get. And I really don’t want to fight with her. Not because I’m scared, and not even because I might lose, but because it’s really not what God wants me to do.
He wants me to have emuna, and to let Him fight the battle, in whichever way that needs to happen.
And I want that too.
But I can’t hang on much more, the way it is. It has to change soon, something has to shift, something has to move.
Because otherwise, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop my bad middot from bubbling out, and making an already bad situation even worse.
And that’s the last thing I want 3 days before Tisha B’Av.
On the volcanic 'pressure building' front, the USGS has started publically slandering Dutchsinse, the earthquake forecasting guy on Youtube, since he started telling people 3.0+ quakes are hitting the centre of the Mauna Loa volcano, on Hawaii.
Recently, the USGS has also been cutting the earthquake feeds on the West Coast of the US, making it very hard for anyone to figure out what's really going on.
My guess is: the pressure is building, underground.
There are fissures showing up in the ground next to Yellowstone, the caldera of Kilauea has collapsed but the magma is now starting to come back, and who really knows how all the pressure is going to get released that won't involve a huge volcanic explosion and / or a massive earthquake.
Although, God can always turn down the heat again, if that's what He chooses to do.
In the meantime, Dutchsinse is offline, and he was the best source of real-time info and insight about what's really going on, seismically, that's out there.
And from the last few forecasts, things are only getting MORE active, not less.
The pressure builds, indeed.
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