James Lovelock is hardly a global warming contrarian. from " Svalbard, the Arctic archipelago, a part of Norway only 600 miles from the North pole" he reports :
" the first act of global heating is being played out. Not long ago, the floating ice was thick from here to the pole and across to Canada; last summer one million square kilometers of it melted, leaving 70 per cent of the Arctic ocean unfrozen"
Wind may have figured in that as well as weather, but few know more than Lovelock about:"the intricate chemical mechanisms by which... the sun powers everything that matters on earth." Yet his theory of the Earth as a somehow self-regulating organism is too metaphysical for orhodox scientific tastes , and Luddite Greens, though no strangers to metaphysics, passionately condemn Lovelock's new-found commitment to nuclear power, to which he has been driven by his own conclusions about climate change. He complains in turn :
Because I am old as well as heretical, I see modern science as like the medieval Christian church, burdened with the intricate theology of reduction. Observations and experiments are out of fashion; most evidence now is taken from the virtual world of computer models. The technique of inquisition is not the rack but the peer review: a well-intentioned instrument for sifting good from bad science that has become the great upholder of conventional wisdom.
If you want to see this paradox of differing scientific perceptions illuminated, try 'Eating The Sun', a new book by Oliver Morton reviewed by Lovelock in Prospect