Obviously the best way to fight [trumpet fanfare] Climbit Change is with ideas torn from Hollywood movies.
The long-lost screenplay for an epic disaster movie that Irwin Allen never got around to making has surfaced somewhere in the White House. It features a plan to cancel Global Warming/Climbit Change by “solar radiation modification” (https://www.cnbc.com/2023/06/30/white-house-releases-report-on-solar-geoengineering.html).
Allen, on his death-bed, regretted not making that movie. “It would’ve made The Towering Inferno look like a campfire!” he said.
As yet there are “no formal plans” for this “geoengineering”. Its proponents (the usual idiots) insist the risk of “doing something” about blah-blah-blah is far greater than the risk of doing nothing. How many times have we heard that before?
Every day we’re governed by these maniacs is a terrible risk in and of itself.
Reminds me of the Rolling Stones song “Paint It Black.” The lyrics even contained this phrase about the sun: “Blot it out.”
Something tells me this is all horsefeathers; although that might make it very tempting to idiots in power who think they ought to be gods.
I liked that song and listened to it often. Sometimes in songs the lyrics aren’t clear. This is one song, at least for me, I never “heard” or listened to those words. I had to look it up. Wow, it’s clear now. It only took me 57 years to understand the lyrics. His loved one died. Here are two stanzas.
I see a line of cars
And they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love
Both never to come back
I wanna see it painted
Painted black
Black as night
Black as coal
I wanna see the sun
Blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted
Painted black, yeah
This song has nothing to do with solar radiation modification. Nevertheless, you picked out a song that could, fit right in. In fact, those words would be a fitting part of the moron’s, Solar Radiation Modification Anthem.
Another song, “Imagine” by John Lennon, I liked and sang it often, even after I became a Christian. Until one day it dawned on me, the words I was singing…forgive me Lord! What malicious and foul lyrics came from the pen of Lennon.
I always detested “Imagine.” Something about a multizillionaire babbling about “imagine no possessions…”