Children crusading for a better world
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The Jean d´Arc of climate change
I have reached an age now, where I can join into every older generation´s favorite pasttime since times immemorial, bitching about the younger generation and how awful they are.
When I was young, the motto was âNo future!â,
now it is âFridays for futureâ, how pathetic!
Entitled brats, who haven´t walked to school a single day in their life, but are being chauffeured every day by their helicopter moms in a fancy SUV.
When they are finished with saving the fucking climate, taking lots of selfies while doing so, with their smartphones for which children died in Africa, the place where they panicked is littered with chain crap-to-go-cups, chain crap-food-containers and other shit.
Even Angela Merkel has shown her appreciation for those kids.
I don´t know.
If we would have been praised by some old politician, not that we ever were, we would have been deeply suspicious, those idiots feel empowered by this crap.
But like any religion, the Church of Climatology consists of some saints, like Greta Thunberg, the Jean d´Arc of climate change, and thousands of useful idiots, the believers.
The song about the nukes
The world has always been an awful place to have kids, the times were always troubled.
In the 80s the Americans installed Pershings and cruise missiles in West-Germany and the Russians SS-20 and other nuclear stuff in East-Germany, so if ever some fool had pressed the red button, Germany would have been obliterated.
So we were all scared of the nuclear apocalypse.
The forest was dying because of acid rain.
Oh, were we worried!
In 1986, there was Chernobyl, and we all thought, we gonna die of cancer pretty soon.
But since we were all going to die soon anyway, there was a lot of partying going on.
The spirit of Punk.
The dance on the volcano.
And nine months later, guess what?
Then there was the ozone hole, skin cancer, yikes!
Today we have AOC telling us that the world will come to an end in twelve years, (why twelve, why not eleven?, at least be bold in your predictions!) if we don´t implement her great plan, the Green New Deal, which somehow reminds me of Mao´s Great Leap Forward.
Afterwards a few million Chinese were dead, but hey, that sure was not bad for the CO2 balance.
Forward comrades, Fridays for future!
I don´t know whose sense of humor is responsible for this, God´s?, but it seems to me, that every endeavour aiming at some utopia always turned into some dystopian nightmare (the Children´s Crusade, the Workers-and-Peasants-State, the dreams of an Empire of Great Germany lasting a 1000 years), and every doomsday prophecy has not only not come true, we are still here, but instead, the world is better than ever.
Doomsday prophecies are just the modern equivalent to Neolithic campfire stories, the sagas and fairy tales.
Scary stuff just sells better than feelgood kumbaya.
Today Pocahontas Kowalski went shopping and was not raped by a refugee is just no headline.
So I believe, the world is a much better place than the media and some special interest groups want us to believe, because that´s what the world does, constantly changing and improving.
Evolution, development, human ingenuity that´s the stuff which makes the world go round.
Martin Luther, anti-semite, misogynist and hater of rebellious peasants,
had just the right recipe:
I would still plant an apple tree today.
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