They say the sun makes headlines now—three warm days and we call it a crisis. But the summer of 1976? That was a reckoning. Today’s climate metrics feel bureaucratic, boxed in by thresholds and graphs, while the true story of heat lies in memory, discomfort, and change.
In this post, I explore the murky boundaries between heatwaves and seasonal warmth, and venture into the realm of energy imagination—a steam plasma dream, a thermoelectric flame, and the possibility of carbon-zero systems forged from molecules and memory. It’s a kind of engineering poetry: fusing past teachings with future possibilities, questioning what we've accepted and suggesting what could be.
This isn’t just theory—it’s a cry for innovation. One that speaks to those with tools and minds to listen. University of Kent, are you hearing me?
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