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88 MPH!!! (Months of Peculiar Heat, that is); streak of above-average temps continue with March madness

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Only one place in Norway had above-average temperatures in March. The same place where they’ve been above normal for more than seven years.

The average temperature at Svalbard Airport in March was minus 12.7 degrees Celsius, three degrees warmer than normal. The relative heat is also being blamed for causing a frigid month on the mainland.

“The reason for the extra cold month is simply that the country has been getting cold air from the north and that the mild air from the south has not managed to penetrate,” Terje Alsvik Walløe, a state meteorologist told the Norwegian News Agency.

Temperatures on the mainland were generally two to three degrees colder than normal, but Kautokeino in Finnmark was one of the coldest places with temperatures 13.9 degrees below normal.

In Longyearbyen the highest temperature during the month was 1.4 degrees on March 17 and the lowest was minus 19.3 degrees on March 22.

Precipitation, however, was far below normal with a total of  6.2 millimeters, compared to the average of 23 millimeters. There was only one three-day period between March 16 and 18 when measurable precipitation fell.

The unusual weather is part of a global trend as most regions above the Arctic Circle have experienced record-setting temperatures during the winter.

That, in turn, is being cited as the cause of extreme cold and precipitation in Europe and North America.  Researchers attribute the abnormalities to climate change, which is occurring twice as fast int he Arctic as the rest of the world.

That defied Shoppers seeking sardines are searching the aisles, those seeking staples may no longer be able to make a connection and devotees of the sad-looking – but immensely popular among students and others – “red-tag” blemished produce are being denied entirely.

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Mark Sabbatini

I'm a professional transient living on a tiny Norwegian island next door to the North Pole, where once a week (or thereabouts) I pollute our extreme and pristine environment with paper fishwrappers decorated with seemingly random letters that would cause a thousand monkeys with a thousand typewriters to die of humiliation. Such is the wisdom one acquires after more than 25 years in the world's second-least-respected occupation, much of it roaming the seven continents in search of jazz, unrecognizable street food and escorts I f****d with by insisting they give me the platonic tours of their cities promised in their ads. But it turns out this tiny group of islands known as Svalbard is my True Love and, generous contributions from you willing, I'll keep littering until they dig my body out when my climate-change-deformed apartment collapses or they exile my penniless ass because I'm not even worthy of washing your dirty dishes.
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