So I was watching a short film that chronicled the Bangladeshi peoples travails in the face of rising sea levels yesterday, and I was left thinking, who are these global-warming-denier guys? What planet do they live on? Havent they heard of Venice? Those right-wing oil-drinking humvee-driving lobbyists telling anyone that will listen that the seemingly endless stream of scientific information relating to humanitys Co2 emissions and the dire global consequences of said pollution is faked by Al Gore and his marching divisions of flower-strewn doomsdaying hippie-crits dont those lassoo-swinging fools have the internet? Dont they read? The seas are rising, the ozone and ice caps are fragmenting, the deserts are spreading and the grannies are roasting on Scunthorpe beach why isnt everyone panicking? Why arent we all burning the nearest McDonalds to the ground? (Admitted, in the short term the burning buildings may cause additional emissions, but - in the long term - more cows will live to fart repairing methane into the wounded upper echelons of the atmosphere, more trees will live to convert carbon dioxide into oxygen and less people will need to drive everywhere due to Big Mac-related obesity and/or scurvy).
So then I was left thinking, who do these global-warming-denying oil-drinking lobbyists work for? Whose payroll are they on? So I searched global-warming-denier on youtube.com, and when you search global-warming-denier on youtube.com you get numerous clips of devil-worshippers preaching in the corridors of corporate conferences spewing some contrived rubbish about how uuh, the measurements on NASAs last global temperature tests were skewed because the thermometers blimps journeys trajectory was interfered with by gusting winds from the uuh, Bermuda Triangle, and you know that that man works for General Motors or Coca-Cola, or the CIA. Some corporate zenith of humanitys flirtations with Satan; some swollen careless grotesque mutation; some soulless bulbous system in which every single employee passes the buck on the actual consequences of their daily actions, and so the tentacular bureaucracy twists and bends life to its unguided will as normalcy continues and the rich sip whatevers in fashion on the veranda as the poor walk twenty miles for water whatever the weather. The meta keywords for this article are
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