They are feasting on turkey and venison.

Thermageddon is clearly not happening; the seas are not rising, and the poles are stubbornly refusing to melt, despite the efforts of thousands of climate change bureaucrats and climate modelers to make it so.

There was a volume on the rarities of India which seemed to have been borrowed from the frescoes at Persepolis; but the writer professed to have some personal knowledge of the Feathered Folk and Monopods, and men with eyes in their breasts:[…]

What a nightmare! Or morningmare, in this case.