When works of Fiction become works of fact we have a problem. And this is what is happening globally with the Greens, Greta, Sir David Attenborough and the United Nations pushing their barrow of bull to eager readers of Fan Fiction throughout the world.
They are peddling pulp fiction to the masses and the masses are lapping it up. What makes it worse is that the media are their publicists and doing a damn fine job of promoting their garbage to the gullible gang of no hopers who swallow their garbage hook line and sinker.
Yes. a few mixed metaphors there, but your get my drift.
I watched a video clip this morning - beautiful. It showed the magnificence of Nature and was entitled " 3874 days left for the planet. "
The comments were amazing.
In Ireland, someone laments " I can still remember when we had rain and snow here in Ireland but looking out, all I can see now is the expanse of desert, rocks and sand, shimmering under the brutal sun..."
Another person says "All that climate emergency is too much to bear. I almost couldn't watch it...."
Yes, there are those of us who still have a sense of humour and can take the mickey out of the batshit crazy left who think that emotional blackmail is the way to impose their collective Will on the Peoples of this planet.
Yet, as the rain falls, the grass grows, the earth in its infinite wisdom renews , the gurus of global gobsmacking goonery try to convince us that we are counting down to global annihilation because of Trump, Coal, Oil and dams, it is comforting to know that beauty and Nature will beat the bastards, even if the Conservative Politicians can't... or won't.
Tony Heller - music written by Leonard Cohen
My take out from this footage was the poor little dog - I wish he had a coat on. Poor little bugger would have had cold feet with all that global warming going on. But maybe the footage was misleading? Sir David Attenborough would probably be assuring us that little Toto was actually standing in hot plastic that has mutated and resembles snow but is actually a toxic bi product of Walrus mass suicide.
The maker of this video nails it. The idea that Nature, God, whatever Name you choose to give the Creator of this wondrous world we call home , is ultimately in charge and is a Mother, Father, Parent... call him, her, it. Ze whatever you like, that entity is in charge. Not Greta, not David Attenborough, not the Greens, the United Nations, the looney left or the apologist Conservatives posing as concerned Custodians of our 3rd Rock from the Sun.
No. They are merely manipulative, inconsequential entities who come and go and become dinosaurs and melt in to the icy depths of history when there time is done.
As an avid reader of Science Fiction, Space Fantasy and Futuristic Fiction, I recognise that the human mind is capable of enormous imaginings. Some turn out uncannily accurate and others less so.
But they are fiction nonetheless.
Like Global Warming that will lead to the End of the World, this is merely a chapter in a book whose ending has yet to be written.
Any great epic book - whether it be written about this planet, this world, this society or a single person in a single place.... it is a book, written from one person's perspective and may be read by millions or none at all.
Fiction. Hypotheses. Opinion.
When an author chooses to turn a work of fiction in to a Religious movement or cult, we should all be alarmed. One only has to look at the Work of a certain Mr L Ron Hubbard who made a fortune out of turning Science Fiction in to a lucrative business. Scientology. I could be wrong of course. Mr L Ron Hubbard could be on the money and it is I who need to wake up and open my eyes..... and Prince Charles is right and we are about to see the end of the world. Bad luck for him - He and Carmilla may never sit on the throne and, even if they do, it will not be long enough to read the morning paper or complete the Times Crossword.
As one commenter said:
" Humans have barely scratched the surface of truth. Wisdom, Knowledge and Understanding challenges everything..."
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