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Agree to Disagree about Disagreeing to Agree
I don’t ever like to pile on Miss Thunberg. Her well documented mental syndromes and maladies result in a vessel predisposed to obsessive-compulsive behavior. I do take issue with her parents, who, like the ghouls pushing Sen. Fetterman to an early grave, have manipulated her condition to their own gain. As a parent of a severely autistic child, every aspect of my life is touched by my devotion to shielding my child from mental anguish. Greta’s parents went in a different direction. They knowingly poured apocalyptic clap trap into the mind of a vulnerable child with the result being a sincerely terrified young lady whose evident suffering is difficult to watch. They then fed this paranoia by dragging her around the world with each appearance seemingly resulting in increasing mental anguish. Shame on them.
Such is my devotion to granting considerable leeway to a child, that I have generally refrained from confronting her cri de couer/inconvenient untruth even while the world has long played along with the surreal predicament of adopting civilization altering policies at the insistence of a single mentally challenged pre-adolescent. Joan d’Arc (bergère fameuse de l’histoire francaise) has nothing on Greta. As Greta is now an adult aged twenty years, I feel it allowable to address some of her core tenants.
Not Greta Thunberg
Well, we didn’t stop using fossil fuels. Alas, the die is cast. Game over. We missed the window. We screwed the pooch. So what can we collectively do, climate hoaxers and climate realists alike, to come together as one, bury our hatchets, and drift somberly into Armageddon? I like to picture the last two Vikings, as the Age of the Vikings decidedly drew to a close, putting there arms on each other’s shoulders as they watched the sun set over the English Channel and saying, one to the other, “Good job man.”
Specifically, we on the rational side of the debate should extend cold comfort to our ideological foes in the form of agreement. Tell them we deny nothing. Heck, we accept it. All of it. We accept that you were right. We failed to act. Time’s up. We are all now standing on the deck of the Titanic after one and all agree that there is no way to stop the inevitable sinking feeling that comes from being on a ship that is, you know, actually sinking. So let’s open the liquor cabinet. Fire up the band. If raping the planet is inevitable, let’s sit back and enjoy it. Let’s increase our carbon footprints. We have nothing to lose. We already lost.
We could sit around and place blame. Our bad – if that helps. But going forward, let’s make sure that humanity’s last hurrah is one to remember, you know, if there would be anyone left alive to remember it. Which there won’t be. Let’s build a bridge. That’s me. I’m a bridge builder. No hard feelings.
Published in General
I want to know how long you looked at “buxom cheerleader” search results before typing up the article.
Not long. I just searched for “not Greta Thunberg.” It’s very Zen. Focus on the space in between. It’s not the steak, it’s the sizzle. The hole, not the donut. The Yin and the Yang. I believe the result has a certain feng shui appeal that draws the reader in.
I love it. If the world is ending, we may as well enjoy the ride out. It is, after all, the last ride. At least, that’s what they keep telling me.
If we are past the point of no return then . . . SUVs for everybody. Drill Baby Drill! Let’s go out in style.
Imagine a person with Ms Thunberg’s fragile mental health being the object of countless mocking memes. That her parents were willing to subject her to this is horrifying.
I think it was Arthur C. Clarke’s The Songs of Distant Earth that had this premise. Scientists discovered that the sun was going to go nova relatively soon, so all resources are put to figuring out ways to colonize the stars. No big need to conserve because it’s not going to be around much longer. It’s been a long time since I read the book.
I enjoy any reference to either Arthur C. Clarke or Ray Bradbury. At the risk of revealing my true identity, Ray Bradbury encouraged me, insisted actually, to write my first book. He further insisted to write the forward. Critical Acclamation aside, the book is crap. At least compared to Ray’s words. His forward is well nigh amazing. That man could write. He was also a great friend. For years, I would randomly receive correspondence from him – always hand written or typed on a typewriter and always noting something he thought might interest me.
I think this says something about your search history;)
Yeah, when I try that, all but one of the images that come up actually are Greta Thunberg. You have a way cooler search engine than I do.
Hint: You can fly to the moon but you can’t land on a fraction. As the oxen are slow, so the Earth is patient.
From the audience reaction, you are obviously someone who is very attractive and popular. Are you currently appearing on Broadway, in a singing role?
Close. Guess again.
And watching the wealthy take the last of the life boats is like Barack Obama buying a second beach house.
But hey – at least they are solar powered life boats, right?
A search for “daddy cheerleader” yielded the appropriate results.
I’m not sure that Greta’s parents are destroying her, now or over the past few years.
We were told she was 12 to 14 yrs of age at the beginning of the sham. It is coming out that she was older than the age with which she was labeled.
Initially she was given US equivalent of one million dollars. Many teens would have done this for half the money.
In her recent escapade of her faking being arrested by police, she seemed to exhibit a sense of humor like any teen who is caught in a ridiculous prank.
I’m not sure that she has Asperger’s. When any individual has to recite illogical statements regarding a hoax, they tend to have wooden mannerisms. (See also Al Gore and hockey stick, or Tony Fauci decreeing that “I am Science.”)
Hell, Our government has been spending Our money like there’s no tomorrow for decades.
Nerd alert: “Last of the life boats…” reminds me of the story in Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy about a planet that supposedly intended to send a fleet of 3 ark starships containing different portions of the population for resettlement. Though not really. They just wanted to offload a bunch of folks they considered useless. (Boy, you couldn’t write this today!) https://hitchhikers.fandom.com/wiki/Golgafrinchan_Ark_Fleet_Ship_B
From this link:
The Golgafrincham Ark Fleet Ship B was a starship designed to relocate the (largely redundant) useless part of the population from the planet of Golgafrincham. The ship was led by the captain, with Number One and Number Two next in charge.
Origins
The Golgafrinchan Ark Fleet Ship B was a way of removing the basically useless citizens from the planet of Golgafrincham. A variety of stories were formed about the doom of the planet, such as blowing up, crashing into the sun or being eaten by a mutant star goat. The ship was filled with all the middlemen of Golgafrincham, such as the telephone sanitisers, account executives, hairdressers, tired TV producers, insurance salesmen, personnel officers, security guards, public relations executives, and management consultants.
Ark Fleet ships A and C were supposed to carry the people who ruled, thought, or actually did useful work.
The ship was programmed to crash onto its designated planet, Earth. The captain remembers that he was told a good reason for this, but had forgotten it, although the reason was later revealed to be because the Ark Ship B Golgafrinchans were a ‘bunch of useless idiots’.
So, the Ark B crashes on Earth. Some survive and begin running things and this explains a lot about why the Earth encountered by Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect is the way it is.
Fate of Golgafrincham
A notation in the Guide about Golgafrincham after the departure of the B Ark states that the entire remaining population subsequently died from a virulent disease contracted from a dirty telephone.
This is a classic though I wonder whether I will enjoy re-reading it since the context today is so different. Anyone else?
Interesting cropping on Twitter. . .
It’s like they can just print more, or something.
Haven’t reread it in years. Lately I’ve been thinking of rereading The Illuminatus! Trilogy.
President O is truly sacrificing. B is limiting himself and Michelle to one beach house per ocean.
Blatant campaign to recruit new members. I am afraid many will be disappointed.
I disagree. I write the semi-naked truth. As advertised.
This article by the BBC portrays parents that are terrified that she will commit suicide, and what I take from the article is that Greta manipulated her parents more than her parents manipulated her. I’m open to conflicting views, but this seems plausible, if not probable.
So did her parents do the same, or impose their views on her?
Not to mention some awesome eye candy . . .
Perhaps this is the purpose of our continuous military conflicts. We consume lots of resources and kill lots of people. What else?