When Al Gore claimed to have invented the internet, it should have been the end of his political career. And when he lost an almost unlosable race to George W. Bush in 2000, it should have been a signal that it was time for him to go away.
But Gore doesn’t go away. The most prominent liar and scoundrel in the environmental movement, whose champion rent-seeking career as a sky-is-falling huckster and dodger of legitimate debate, has come out with a new book – this one entitled Our Choice. As you might imagine, it’s yet another collection of untruths and misleading claims, only this time it also contains a great deal of flacking for the “alternative energy” initiatives in which Gore is invested – and the Chicken Littles have the stones to say the “deniers” are bought off by Big Oil! – with a general message that we have to choose socialism now or we’re all gonna die. Used to be the socialists would show up with guns and tanks, and demand you adopt their policies; now they bring “science.”
Anyway, this, apparently, is how the book begins:
One thin September soon
A floating continent disappears
In midnight sunVapors rise as
Fever settles on an acid sea
Neptune’s bones dissolveSnow glides from the mountain
Ice fathers floods for a season
A hard rain comes quicklyThen dirt is parched
Kindling is placed in the forest
For the lightning’s celebrationUnknown creatures
Take their leave, unmourned
Horsemen ready their stirrupsPassion seeks heroes and friends
The bell of the city
On the hill is rungThe shepherd cries
The hour of choosing has arrived
Here are your tools
Yes, it’s crap. And yes, my eyes hurt after reading it as well.
Vanity Fair, however, had an orgasm. According to Vanity Fair, Gore is now the “poet laureate” of the global warming movement. According to Mark Hertsgaard, the writer of their review:
“Now, with the publication of his new book, Our Choice, Gore has unveiled a fresh and most unexpected talent: the book’s opening chapter of concludes with a poem he wrote—21 lines of verse that are equal parts beautiful, evocative, and disturbing.”
If you’ve made it this far, congratulations. You may have your antacid now.
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