Sunday, April 29, 2018

THERE'LL   BE  A  HOT  TIME  IN  THE  OLD  TOWN  TONIGHT !

The Presidential family fortune began with  grandfather Fred  joining the Alaska gold rush in 1898, and investing his proceeds in real estate in then-suburban  Queens.  Fred  did  far  better  than most miners, by catering to the needs of greenhorns, and those who struck it rich, with a non-family restaurant & bar featuring rooms to rent by the hour, on the Klondike's chilly prequel to the Las Vegas Strip:
COME FOR THE R&R ; STAY FOR THE MOSQUITOES

As with Washington's outstanding new Trump Hotel, the service and cuisine of this pioneering establishment drew mixed reviews- even from its owner, witness what the admirably candid Fred Trump wrote:

As the Arctic Hotel's name implies, it was rather cold up there with temperatures bottoming out in the minus fifties. But the muskeg has been thawing mightily in the Great White North, for anthopogenic radiative forcing increases with latitude. 

So with temperatures rising several times faster in White Horse than Washington, D.C.  Trump Hotels  might considered reopening The Arctic  as a retreat for swamp dwellers in a hurry to experience what 2.5 degrees or more of AGW might be like: