According to apocalyptic predictions, by this time the world would be covered in environmentalists’ failed apocalyptic predictions. Alas, the doomsayers were right. From Paul Rosenberg at freemansperspective.com:
It was in 1988 that I first heard of global warming. Seeing that we had recently emerged from a cold spell, it came as something of a surprise. But I didn’t think much of it one way or another, as I had, by that time, learned to ignore Big Media.
The next time I really thought of it was a couple of years later, when I ran into Larry Abraham’s article on The Greening of The Reds. That caught my attention, and as I recall it got a lot of things right.
Since then I could barely avoid the topic, as it mounted an assault on billions of minds. It has become, to state it very bluntly, a replacement religion for a West that had abandoned Christianity. It has been taught to school children, first in Europe and now in North America, as a catechism. They call it climate change these days (global warming was simply too vulnerable a term), but the dogma is the same: humans bad, freedom bad, markets very bad, nature divine, governments the sword of righteousness.
The problem for the catechists, however, is a large one: The much promised consequences simply aren’t happening. We were told, back in ‘88, that over the next century all sorts of very obvious things would happen: islands sinking below the ocean with all their inhabitants drowning, and so on.
I remember the tearful Italian Indian guy commercial as a lil’ shaver and it inspired me to pick up trash to this day.
Do it at night so that there is no credit and sometimes I’ll find a little filthy lucre like a five or ten.
Any food not for eating is redistributed to the animals.
I remember the ozone hole as well and remember the Albert Camus quote about the alibi of tyrants is always keeping you safe by any means necessary.
Or something like that.
Everyone will be equal in the green eco friendly bugs and pods, finally the precious equality of results for all?
Well, some are always a little more equal, so there is that.
Breaking from Hüsker Dü:
It Makes No Sense At All