So ends another weekend. A bracing turn around the countryside on the old cob, a fair result from Mr Hamilton at Silverstone (so he does make mistakes occasionally, I was starting to wonder) and I did my bit for the environment by saving lots of energy not watching Live Earth.
Dammit. I have tried manfully not to have a pop at Live Earth; only an unsporting gun draws aim on a large, slow moving target. But what was Al thinking? It was all going so well with An Inconvenient Truth – the world’s best ever PowerPoint presentation. I actually thought that he was starting to make liberal, environmental policy look not only worthy but… well… kinda sexy. Then he has to go and do the global pop party thing. Oh yes, I bet Mother Earth herself was in the mosh pit, chugging along to ‘Hey You’ shouting ‘Oh Madonna, just the power of your voice is mending my sky and filling my oceans with grateful dolphins.’ Or she would have been if she wasn’t already tripping on the zillion gallons of avgas and squillion megawatts of energy used to throw the party in her honour. May I suggest that we next have a 24-hour global pornothon to promote chastity – it’s the idea the internet was created for.
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How many (past it) rock stars does it take to change an energy efficient lightbulb? Answer: Bloody hundreds plus Jonathan Ross and Ricky Gervais in the background earning more cash between them than a developing country. Let's start 'Live Hypocrisy' where we assemble all the richest people in the world and then pontificate about the plight of the poor. To music. Stupid Mother Earthers ...
And following that secret mission we undertook in the Ukraine, we know that at least one of the performers is actually an android created by disgruntled ex-soviet scientist in a bid to make middle aged women western feel inadequate because they too can't wrap their legs around their head whilst doing a handstand in a day-glo leotard that shows off their magnificent buttocks. Scientists can be cruel like that.
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