Analysis of Weather

Once I dipt into the future far as human eye could see,
   And I saw the Chief Forecaster, dead as any one can be--
   Dead and damned and shut in Hades as a liar from his birth,
   With a record of unreason seldome paralleled on earth.
   While I looked he reared him solemnly, that incandescent youth,
   From the coals that he'd preferred to the advantages of truth.
   He cast his eyes about him and above him; then he wrote
   On a slab of thin asbestos what I venture here to quote--
   For I read it in the rose-light of the everlasting glow:
   'Cloudy; variable winds, with local showers; cooler; snow.'