Hey, boys ‘n’ girls! Oops, sorry–shoulda said “purple penguins,” ’cause there’s like 50 different genders. Anyway–wanna *Save The Planet*? Of course you do!
The perky publicist has invited me to review a book by a sage, all of 17 years old, on how to “stop catastrophic damages to the place we all call home.” How to “stop” it, eh? Ya mean, like hitting the “off” switch?
I wonder if we can guess where this precious little tyke is coming from. Hmm… Here’s a chapter called “Bye, Bye Big Business.” It’s about how “major corporations” stop Climbit Change legislation and “how young people can prevent this from happening.” Doubtless by electing Far Left Crazy Democrats and enacting the Green New Deal… just as soon as the Constitution is repealed.
I hope it goes without saying that I don’t mean for this to be insulting to teenagers in general. I really like their company, they’re good for me. I love it that a few teens have joined this blog, and I hope more will follow.
But having been a 17-year-old myself, I think I can state with perfect confidence that it would have been the height of folly to take me, at that age, for any kind of public policy adviser. So easy to be taken for a ride by one’s college professors, et al. And when adults praise you, it goes right to your head. Just tell us we’re really smart, and we’ll eat out of your hand. Been there, done that.
I’m not going to give this kid’s name, in hopes that he’ll grow out of this, nor the title of the book, because I don’t want anyone to blame me if they buy it.
All you need to know about “Climate Science” is that Far Left Crazy sees it as their ticket to a global government.
When I was 17, I was struck by the tragedy all around me; but at that time, the tragedy was my lack of a souped up muscle car. My judgment was worse than poor, it was atrocious. Someone that age has no notion of how things work in the real world.
My current tragedy as a $1,000+ repair bill on my car. Something about rusted-out brake tubing. I don’t even know what brake tubing is. But it’s either fix the 20-year-old car that doesn’t have much mileage on it, somehow acquire a replacement and hope it doesn’t suck, or go without a car for the rest of my life. Which no proper American can do. *sigh* If I ever got good news, I’m afraid the shock would kill me.
That’s a real shame. If the rest of the car is structurally sound, it’s probably worth doing.
The rest of the car is beautiful, you’d never guess it was 20 years old.
All right, I’m taking your advice. Thanks!
It’s probably a good investment in the long run. God will provide.
I have been subbing in the public high schools for three years now. I really like being among these young adults (or should I say potential adults) and draw much energy from them. But giving them the right to vote is scandalous. They know practically nothing about Civics even though they all have had a course in it somewhere along the way to graduating for just having showed up.
They don’t understand the Constitution, if they even know it exists, and they don’t understand limited government. It’s not their fault. But they shouldn’t be voting. In fact, a lot of adults shouldn’t be voting, either.