Global Warming, A New Theory

I have been spending the last few days visiting complete strangers account of their lives, via their blog, and after recommendation to read be gay about it from Maggie at okay, fine, dammit I came across yet another poignant version of the question that has been in my head for months. When did it all change? And by change I am referring to relationships. Not only has the blogosphere (my new favorite word and really not sure what else to call it) and my circle of friends relationships changed faces over the last year. People who by all appearances seemed to have the perfect relationship, have spent the last 9 months in couples therapy, and even those that do not fit under this label of perfection, seemed to be even more strained than normal.
After trying to figure out the answer to where the magic has gone, I came up with a theory, a conspiracy theory if you will. Here it goes, and if any of you scientists out there want to begin the research, give me a jingle.
I wonder if there is relationship between Global Warming and my marriage, or my relationships in general. Mr. Gore could speak to that? Not only has Global Warming affected the oceans, heightened the vegan population, will make lakes will disappear and mountains get taller, our summers, or for that matter, winter, spring and fall by soaring temperatures, but it has also in fact changed the alignment of many, many happy couples.
After using my handy-dandy Google search, the theories have already begun, well they have apparently been around for a while, but of course I am a freaking genious, and will take credit for my amazing discovery.
Over the last 10 years, research has shown that uncomfortably hot temperatures directly cause increases in aggressive and violent behavior, including violent crime. Aggression = arguing = hostility = magic disappearing.
For the parents in the world, your children are not sleeping as well, lack of sleep = sleep deprived = hostility = magic, gone.
I could go on and on, but I think I will stop here, and after I am published, yes - you can have my autograph.
But there it is. Now that we all know why we just can't get along, the felicific calculus can begin.