I know. I know. I love polar bears as much as anyone, and the prospect of them drowning disturbs me. No, I don’t want to see Florida underwater, especially since most of them will probably wind up here. Atlanta has enough people, God help us all if it suddenly became oceanfront property. I’m all about controlling greenhouse gases, but I just can’t read in the dark any longer. I don’t care what the greens say, the damned things don’t emit as much light as incandescents and I’m too old and blind to deal with the eyestrain of trying to read like Abraham Lincoln did.
I will continue to use them for overhead lighting, but for task and reading lights, sorry I’ve got to let you go. It’s not me, it’s you.