That's cute how you put words in my mouth and then tell me I'm a moron with a persecution complex for saying what I didn't say. I personally think you're an idiot because you admitted you built a shrine to Tim Burton's dirty underpants in your room. If you now deny it, that will just confirm my suspicion. (And if you don't deny it, you will be convicted by your telling silence.)
Since context clues seem to escape you, let me explain (and I'll use small words so you'll be sure to understand, you warthog-faced buffoon) (I don't generally resort to name-calling, but that seems to be the direction of the conversation). I do not believe in the dichotomy of "Global Warming" vs. "Denialism." In fact, "Global Warming" and "Climate Change" don't even mean anything. They're emotionally-charged political buzz words that dumb politicians chant to get their respective brain-dead constituencies stirred up into a partisan fervor. But since you are an admitted True Believer in the Church of Global Warming and believe that the voice of James Hansen speaks to you through Tim Burton's dirty underpants, I don't expect you to understand that.