A Smarter Approach to Climate Change! Oh Really?

“A Smarter Approach to Climate Change”
Found at The Wall Street Journal's Digital Network:
http://online.barrons.com/article/SB125391813455742423.html?mod=BOL_hpp_mag#artCommBookmark
“BARRON'S” is the page the above link takes us to.
“A Smarter Approach to Climate Change”?
By Max Earth.
29/09/09.
Australia.

“A Smarter Approach to Climate Change”!
O REALLY!?
Perhaps BARRON'S should be called “BOFFIN'S”?
I flicked, short attention-span and snail-pace reading skills running, after seeing the title of the article on Google's NEWS page.
Well....! What cloistered creatures those uptop upmarket technocrat economic-scientists are!
Plenty of hooplar luring the reader into the article, more than the necessary links to get to the articles, or to the synopsis about the articles, and O what an attractive webpage introducing us to these geniuseseses!
A panel of “expert economists” gonna save the world, aye?
From all the best universities and Wall Street houses.
Once through the exquisitely laid-out web pages, to actually read the essays on how to save the world for a mere 9 billion US dollars, you have to download the pdf files.
Funnily enough, I didn't bother. These scientists' brothers-in-Babylon, at our friendliest telco rip-off Telstra, just love charging like a speared bull for downloads, and going by the introductions to the articles, the language would have been such “in-house” jargon, I and my lousy reading skills would have been stumped at the first comma!
But perhaps I'm just jealous I can't do science, or unnerstand the science-speak jargon of O-oh - economists?
(Sounds like an oxymoron there? “science - and - economists”?)
In brief, this is a display of Babylon-talking, and it's obvious that the geeks at Google are only too happy to spread the wordage, for a price, to give these boffins a headline and link on the Google News page.
But I'm sure the boffins have their hearts in the right place, and their hands in the right pockets.
I guess the majority of the world's tenants can wait for a few more years to see if any of the Obamas and Browns and Medvedevs and Hu Jin Taos AND NOT FORGETTING Rudds can commission a few more panels to decipher the jargon, then enlist a few more consultants to verify that the jargon IS jargon, and then let the rest of us.., y'know..., only about 6 billion, 9 hundred million, 8 hundred and 99 thousand of us -OOP! there comes another 300 thousand onto the birthing table, or mat, or bath, or dirt floor or back lane - carry-on over-producing everything we DON'T need, like motorcars, and aircons and beads and trinkets and - OOP!-there comes another few 100 thousand of us - and BABIES, placing our TRUST - OOP! Another coupla- thou - in the best educated, best paid, best upemselves, best at everything - DARLINKX - SCIENTISTS - to solve the rather urgent problem of OOP! Human Beings! on a finite real estate market, we once called Mother Eartha?
Yeah! Leave it up to the boffins!
But please? Let them keep driving their BMWs and Volvos and Opels and living in their many-bedroomed mansions, and playing toffs at their best-leather-chaired clubs, while the rest of us stagger on down to squaller, at the end of the world?
Do NONE of you, “Boffins-a-la-Club-de-Spoiled-Braindead-Christians” have the mind to remember what your cult's founder said?
As I'm not indoctrinated in the Christian private exquisite-school mold, I have to give it to you or remind you in paraphrasing:
“THE NEXT BLOKE, WHO COMES AFTER ME, WILL BRING NOT PEACE, BUT A SWORD!”
What was that other line He happened to throw out to the flockers?
Something about “...the Meek will inherit the Earth!”?
First, “the sword” is for those who fandango with.... the “leave-it-to-the-other-bloke-to-live-Ethically-boffin-clubs”!
2nd, talking sweetly (in jargon, of course) to ensure you keep your university grants and thus lucrative incomes and squishy lifestyles IS NOT, LIVING, Humbly, or as the old St James put it, as the Meek!
And as for those vunderbarh Danish politsia in Copenhagenenenen and the BASH they expect in December, zee boffins vill luff you, cuntstables Fritz and Karl and Sven, but...
ALL STRENGTH TO THE HONORABLE HUMANS WHO PROTEST, AND WHO PROTEST, AND WHO PROTEST AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN, and who zee politzia vill masturbate over bashing, because they are just doing their job!
OH? Zo the politzia's job is to fast-track the destruction of the environment, eh?
Allo! Cunstable Hamlet! There's always gonna be a job for you in New South Wales, because our cunstabulary are also “just doingk their job, toooo!”
Oh? You vant a job description? Sure!
Protect the most greedy, most psychotic (zat means “mentally ill”, Fritz!), most ignorant, but most wealthy, gigglebrained slaves of the Corporation-de-Rum-Club in our parliaments and councils and bighouses of landgrabbers! BASH a few Greenies, whenever you can isolate them. Oh! And ven no-vun iss looking Karl, kick ze Aborigines.
SEE?! “Fery Eezee, Sven!” Like zee fine off-icers in Copenhagenenenen, Sergeant Hamlet, our cuntstabulary just love just doingk their job!”
If you vant to fast-track your entry visa and Owsseee resident's permit, just see the Customs officers at the Gold Coast airport, as you slide in.
Zay too, are “just doing their job”, paid by zee Rum Club government of the International Rumetary Fund.., er..., zorry Gerhardt! I mean zee International Monetary Fund.
You know, zee economic boffins uptop?
The IMF!
And ven you get here, sniff out ze writer of ziss article and SPOOK him vith your effil eye, lie to him, and iff you cannenenen, BASH him, and YOU TOO vill get a PROMOTION to Sergeant, fast-trak eh!
Our local Commander Alvays vill velcomen you! But you may haff to be a Catholic, and vant to kiss ze poope?
In zee meantime, enjoy ze “slave-ze-verld” boffin-bash in Copenhagenenenen in December, and don't forget to make sure there are plenty of upclub blonde prostitutes for the politicians and press secretaries?
AND VODKA! DONNA FORAGET ZE VODKA!
(Oh! Whiskey..., and gin..., and guinness for the Brits, old chumen! Good for the UK's export income and our kiddies' fetal-alcohol syndrome, you know?)
As for the pre-conference conference of economic oxymorons in Copenhagenenen, watch after their Volvos and university degrees, eh?
Give me a break!
LAND REFORM - GLOBAL!
COPPER!
ONE PLANET!
COPPER!
ONE ISSUE!
COPPER!
ONE SOLUTION!
COPPER!
GLOBAL LAND REFORM!
Or say nightie-night to zee polar icecaps in a decade.........
At least you won't have to dig that back yard swimming pool......?