So tonight I went to see Dylan Moran, yay! He is very clever and funny and belligerantly Irish, but do you know what? I can't concentrate on his awesomeness because I am very angry! I am angry that I cannot be the savior of the world because John Howard gotten there first: he has apparently discovered how to fix the advanced greenhouse effect!
Or maybe not. Stopping forests being cut down is a good thing. BUT IT DOES NOT REDUCE THE AMOUNT OF CARBON MOVING IN THE CARBON CYCLE. IT DOES NOT MAGICALLY FIX GLOBAL WARMING, NOR DOES IT REDUCE THE AMOUNT OF CARBON IN THE ATMOSPHERE EXCEPT INCIDENTALLY.
THE ONLY SURE WAY OF MAKING THIS SHIT
MARGINALLY LESS DIRE IS CHANGING INDUSTRIES AND THE MINDSETS OF PEOPLE THAT THINK IT'S OKAY TO ENDLESSLY CONSUME ENERGY AND ENVIRONMENTALLY UNFRIENDLY PRODUCTS.
Goddammit, Howard, you transparent, hypocritical fucktard, IT'S CALLED TAKING RESPONSIBILITY AND NOT ACTING LIKE A WHINING FUCKING BABY. DO YOU KNOW HOW CHINA COULD REDUCE ITS GREENHOUSE EMISSIONS? HUH? HUH?
MAYBE IF WE STOPPED SELLING THEM ALL THE COAL THAT WE TEAR OUT OF A RAVAGED LAND THAT DOESN'T EVEN BELONG TO US.
FUCK YOU I HOPE YOU GET THE SHIT KICKED OUT OF YOU IN OCTOBEROther things I am angry about:
Dear Nightly News,
There is a difference between acknowledging and respecting someone's tragedy, and treating their vast grief like extra-salty fucking pork rinds. PLEASE LOOK IT UP, I FEEL ILL SOMETIMES.
Dear Adelaide Advertiser,
Please be a real newspaper instead of masturbating over David Hicks the evil guilty terrorist who will be home WITHIN WEEKS to rape all our babies, and who is also overweight, oh my god!!!
