Not that kind. This kind:
Evidently, other scientists knew back in 2006 that Poison Ivy was going to be stronger, and more itchy, with increasing CO2 and increasing temperatures. (Remember, I was in grad school with my forhead in the corner, so I missed this, too.)
A woman scientist, Jacqueline E. Mohan, is studying this problem at the Marine Biological Labs:
http://www.mbl.edu/news/features/feature_ivy.html
Sure enough, this summer, in the middle of those 107F days, I got poison ivy. I did not touch it. It just hangs above my entire neighborhood, hovers where I park my car, and decorates the path to my friends' houses. It. Was. Itchy. There were creams, and pills, and steroids, and rashes, and sleeplessness from the misery. All balanced with nursing a baby. Hot. Itchy.
There are many people who deny that our planet is changing, or worse, claim that it's because of God. I thought John Stewart already proved Global Climate Change with the "Global Darkening" skit:
Sigh. Blame what you will, but if we don't change our ways, plan ahead, and come together on these issues, it will be a dark globe, and itching will seem silly when we are hungry and can no longer grow food. Just ask Africa. *scratch.
