Before a city can act, it must understand. Climate action, if it is to be more than symbolic, has to be grounded in facts—cold, hard, often uncomfortable facts. In a time when disinformation flows faster than meltwater off a retreating glacier, understanding isn’t just technical homework. It’s a form of defense.
The wellspring of that defense is science. And institutions like the National Center for Atmospheric Research—NCAR—have long served as our early warning system. NCAR doesn’t deal in talking points; it studies clouds, carbon, and chaos theory. Its researchers built the Community Earth System Model, which tells us what might happen if we keep flooding the atmosphere with carbon dioxide. Spoiler: it’s not good. They developed forecasting systems that help pilots dodge turbulence and firefighters stay ahead of wildfires. You might not know their names, but NCAR scientists quietly guide the flight path of civilization.
Which makes the political attacks all the more surreal. When White House budget director Russell Vought labeled NCAR “one of the largest sources of climate alarmism in the country,” he wasn’t criticizing an institution. He was trying to erase the scientific bedrock beneath our feet. The rhetoric—echoing Trump’s tired lines about climate change being a hoax—isn’t just cynical. It’s dangerous. Because in places like Saratoga Springs, the fallout isn’t rhetorical—it’s physical.
From Global Warnings to Local Reality
Saratoga Springs has begun to read the signs. The city’s Municipal Climate Action Plan (MCAP) didn’t emerge from a think tank or a partisan office. It was born from lived experience and local data. As summers stretch longer and hotter, as snow turns to slush, and as storms become less predictable and more punishing, the city is drawing a line: We see what’s coming, and we will not wait for federal permission to prepare.
Start with the horses. Saratoga’s historic racing season isn’t just a pastime—it’s an economic pillar. But projections show the number of 95°F+ days jumping from one a year to nearly twenty. In 2019, an entire race day was canceled due to extreme heat. That’s not theoretical; that’s money, jobs, tradition—on the line.
Or take the winters. Skiers and snowmobilers once flocked here. Now? The city faces rain-soaked Decembers, with only 2–5 days below zero projected by mid-century. And those ice storms? They’re no joke. In 2018, lightning struck City Hall. These are not metaphors. They’re meteorological facts.
Meanwhile, the city’s beloved trees are under siege—from invasive pests that don’t die off in mild winters, and from storms that rip them down faster than the budget can replant. Add in aging infrastructure and rising emergency costs, and you’ve got a pressure cooker.
Making Climate a Habit, Not a Headline
The brilliance of the Saratoga Springs MCAP is that it doesn’t chase shiny objects. It doesn’t stop at installing a few solar panels and calling it a day. Instead, it quietly rewires the city’s machinery. Climate action, in Saratoga, isn’t a special project—it’s baked into the way the city thinks and spends.
That starts with the Greenhouse Gas Inventory. The data pointed to one unlikely villain: the closed Weibel Avenue Landfill, leaking methane and accounting for 67% of municipal emissions. That discovery didn’t just shape policy—it set priorities. Repairing the landfill’s flaring system isn’t sexy. It won’t make headlines. But it’s science-based, cost-effective, and staggeringly impactful.
Next up: procurement. The city committed to buying green. That might sound small—until you consider that every department makes hundreds of purchases a year. Vehicles, HVAC systems, cleaning products. Now, all of it flows through a climate-conscious filter.
Then there’s land use. Saratoga is updating its Unified Development Ordinance to embed climate protections into zoning, planning, and green space preservation. This isn’t about slapping solar panels on rooftops. It’s about rethinking the bones of the city.
Most impressively, they’re building a financial backbone. A proposed Green Transition Fund—fed by energy savings, state payouts, and preservation funds—ensures that climate projects aren’t left scrambling for scraps. Combine that with a traffic-light accountability system (green = on track, red = not), and you’ve got a system that invites scrutiny, not spin.
Conclusion: The Seven-Generation Test
In an age when national leadership dodges the climate question—or worse, sneers at it—the towns and cities of America are stepping into the breach. Saratoga Springs isn’t waiting for a mandate. It’s acting out of something more elemental: responsibility.
The Iroquois Confederacy, whose lands include today’s Saratoga County, offered a guiding principle centuries ago: make every decision with the seventh generation in mind. That’s more than a slogan. It’s a test.
Saratoga Springs is passing it—not by shouting into the void, but by quietly retooling how a city works. By turning purchasing policies, zoning codes, and budget line-items into instruments of survival. It’s not glamorous. But it’s durable.
And in a moment when the storms—political and meteorological—are gathering, durability may be the most radical act of all.