Or pay for, which we will.
Environmentalists are looking for help in all the wrong places when they look to politicians for help. Take as example the Waxman-Markey Energy bill (the cap-and-trade bill). The premise of this bill is that carbon emissions cause global warming and all the dire things Al Gore has prophesied in his book. According to a study at MIT, what this bill would accomplish is, basically, nothing as far as impacting global temperature changes. It is, in reality, a new tax that we will all pay, from the pockets of the very poor on up the socioeconomic ladder. From our pockets directly to the federal coffers.
This whole theory about carbon emissions is based on bad science, and has proven to be false by many scientists. According to a report from the United Nations, average global temperatures have decreased in the last 10 years, and carbon emissions have increased tenfold in the last 10 years. Now that is an inconvenient truth.
So who stands to benefit with the passage of this bill? Well, for starters there’s Al Gore and his carbon-trading company, environmental consultants, all the new bureaucrats that would be needed.
But as long as the Birkenstock-wearing, couscous-eating, rhythm-challenged dancing, unshaven, Prius-driving, tree-hugging, scraggly-haired left feels good about themselves, that’s all that matters. It must be Al Gore, who knows (and is banking on) these environmentalist suckers better than anyone.







I’m fond of the BBC program Top Gear, a car show that apologetically has a big carbon footprint driving cars as fast as they can. They generally refer to hybrids and electric cars as smugmobiles. I think it rather apropos.
We have some neighbors, I don’t know them personally, but they have a Mercedes SL convertable and a Prius. Both of which they park at the peak of their driveway, never in their garage. Oh, and they live on a corner as well. If there was ever a “look at what I drive” situation, that’s it. Smug, indeed.
I spell it, “Pious”.
The Toyota Pious
De4scriptive of the owners, I think.
Birkenstock-wearing, couscous-eating, rhythm-challenged dancing, unshaven, Prius-driving, tree-hugging, scraggly-haired left
Priceless description, Bob.