Ever since Copenhagen, we all knew that the UN Climate Change boondoggle was swamped in the Great Grimpen Mire. The latest conference in Durban attempted to maintain a charade of life and progress. Anyone with half a brain knows that the thing is gone. But when the salvation of mankind is at stake, the true believers have to keep marching on, telling themselves that progress is being made. They are all in denial.
We are not wound up about their lavish UN bro-fest. It's what the UN is.
A wasted piece of naive utopianism, grounded on the fallacy of man's evolving moral perfection. Like all idealists and utopians, the participants and protagonists live in a dream world.
The climate conference reached agreement! What a break through! What a headline! The conference agreed to kick the can down the road because no agreement could be reached. This report says it all:
The debate ran past midnight and grew increasingly tense as speakers lined up almost evenly on one side [all countries to restrict carbon output] or the other [Western countries alone need to restrict output]. Conference president Maite Nkoana-Mashabane, who is South Africa's foreign minister, called a recess and told the EU and Indian delegates to put their heads together and come up with a compromise formula.
Coming after weeks of unsuccessful effort to resolve the issue, Nkoana-Mashabane gave Natarajan [India] and European Commissioner Connie Hedegaard 10 minutes to find a solution, with hundreds of delegates milling around them.
And they did. They agreed to kick the can down the road. Then the great snow machine was wheeled in, and the trumpets blared out a cacophany of triumphal music, whilst all the delegates intoned about the wonderful breakthrough that had been achieved.
Your taxes are paying for this deceitful nonsense.
We believe that the UN will be assessed by future historians as an empty panoply to the hubris of vain, vacuous humanists who briefly dominated the world in the latter part of the twentieth century.
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