Told you. Ten years in advance. You heard it on Vault-Co first. We were the first people to realize Robert Felix was right.
Look to your right on this web page. Holocene is over on this planet. When the Holocene comes to an end, everything on this planet goes haywire including magnetic reversal/excursion. You could set your watch to the 11,500 year intervals.
I have returned to saying Grand Minima, not a Dalton Minimum. This is a Grand Minima. It's the peak of a peak of a peak in warming trends on a planet that is naturally cold most of the time.
The social structure of Britain is based on a climate framework that no longer exists. It is a lot of aging pensioners in flats heated by just-in-time deliveries of fuel oil and fed week-to-week by the local shops. We're not talking shortages like during the war. We're talking absences, like during never. When this highly contrived supply line breaks down, things will go to hell quicker than you can snap your fingers. Imagine the brilliance of importing more than 25% of your citizens from the third world shortly before this Ice Age arrived. Forget about Britain, the future is nothing but babies, the other white meat and complete anarchy in a freezing tundra that will have established itself as the world's largest graveyard.
This warming trend is what made the rise of Homo Sapiens civilization possible. Otherwise he is in no way suited for the naturally colder environment that endures on the planet. After killing the Neanderthal it is like God turned on a space heater so that the Saps could flourish and enjoy their grasshopper summer for a short stretch. The additional solar energy powered the agricultural revolution that otherwise could not have happened. Saps is not genetically equipped to survive tougher conditions long term. He's a weak sister mentally and not very good at problem solving.
My theory is that first the Sapiens misfired when it took Neanderthal females as war captives. The melonheads may have realized that the experiment was getting outside the petri dish. Bam! The agricultural revolution fuels an incredible population boom and the normally simpleminded ass-monkeys are packing Neanderthal weaponry, domesticated animals and have stolen 300 cc of brain mass. (Temporarily, until their breeding practices begin to lose it.) The pharoahs and rulers find themselves surrounded by huge numbers of difficult to control ass-monkeys who are unbelievably aggressive and warlike. Thousands are born each year who have never heard the voice of a melonhead master and the melonheads become a dwindling, weak strain of mankind driven into exile and overturned in their rules wherever you look. In all the corners of the earth we see these rulers desperately resorting to political strategems including hiding their control in the shadows so it cannot excite resentment. The melonheads become "those who wish to remain nameless" and "those who cannot be challenged." They have to concentrate on building wealth and exerting control indirectly through financial lending to the ass-monkeys, who are very similar to diversifiers in that they are always willing to borrow for short term gains. Only through these means can the new pharoahs control their former slave classes, even indirectly. The Scythians, the Khazars, The Hyksos give rise to the Hapsburgs and the Rothschilds. The pharoah can no longer wave his sceptre around and say, make it thus. He has to act through intermediaries and leveraged power.
Everybody is trying to call it now.
The looks I used to get a couple years ago. Talking about the swift return of a new Ice Age within a few short years, not millennium. You have to be careful when you're like me. Some surroundings, you talk like this you could get yourself committed ... and they probably wouldn't let you out even if they discovered later you were right all along.
I recommend Robert Felix's books, both of them. Any fair treatment of these books would conclude Mr. Felix earned himself a Nobel Prize. Any fair treatment at all. The absolute clowns they award Nobel prizes to nowadays are not bright enough to crawl on top of a step ladder and kiss Robert Felix on his ass, seriously. Even rarer is to find a great autodidact is also a great writer who makes the information accessible for his readers. Robert Felix is both a great scientific thinker and a superb writer.