Anthony linked somewhat disapprovingly to a video in which some young climate scientists from a provincial university pretend to be rappers. Here at CA, we have a more relaxed attitude towards rap music, having in the past linked to workshop presentations by Mathers et al and (Kim) Jones et al.- see post here.
Why should readers of the Climategate emails be surprised that young climate scientists want to act like real thugs, just like the Team? That they too want to sip cristal in the VIPCC? Why should they settle for “Bahamas in the spring” (Jones et al 1996 at 0:36 – see passim citation here – when they can also have Tahiti (Jones 2008)?
Tracing influences within the genre is not without its interest. The lyrical turn of phrase of the would-be real_thugs
“Oh Eee Ohh Eee oh wee ice ice ice”
seems reminiscent of a similarly memorable turn of phrase at minute 1.51 here, despite the absence of footnotes.
Overlooked in the venture downtown by the young scientists was an obvious opportunity to build on the most obvious rap anthem for climate scientists:
The mo money we come across, the mo problems we see.