The best summation of the UN climate circus in Denmark comes from Andrew Bolt of Australia’s Herald Sun: “Nothing is real in Copenhagen – not the temperature record, not the predictions, not the agenda, not the ‘solution’.”
Just so. Reuters, for example, carried a moving account of the speech by Ian Fry, lead negotiator for Tuvalu, the beleaguered Pacific island nation soon to be under water because of a planet-devastating combination of your SUV and unsustainable bovine flatulence from Vermont farms. “The fate of my country rests in your hands,” Fry told the meeting. “I make this as a strong and impassioned plea … I woke this morning and I was crying and that was not easy for a grown man to admit,” he continued, “his voice choking with emotion,” in the Reuters reporter’s words. Who could fail to be moved?
“My country, ’tis of thee
Sweet land near rising sea
Of thee I choke!”
Alas, nowhere in this emotionally harrowing dispatch was there room to mention that Ian Fry’s country is not Tuvalu but Australia, where he lives relatively safe from rising sea levels given that he’s a hundred miles inland. A career doom-monger, he’s resided in Queanbeyan, New South Wales for over a decade while working his way, in the revealing phrase of his neighbor Michelle Ormay, to being “very high up in climate change.” As to whether the emotion-choked lachrymose pleader has ever lived in “his” endangered country of Tuvalu, his wife told Samantha Maiden of The Australian that she would “rather not comment.” Like his fellow Copenhagen delegate Brad Pitt, Ian Fry is an actor: He’s not a Tuvaluan, but he plays one on the world stage.
Another scathing review from Steyn. As always, I urge you to read all of what he has written, for there are other clowns behaving, well, clownishly. Steyn skewers them.
Obama got his piece of paper to wave. The American press will fawn appropriately. Or rather, inappropriately for actual journalists. Which they by and large ceased being some time ago. (One of those is described in loving terms as well.)
Anyone with half a brain could see the naked greed and politics of envy on full display in Copenhagen. From the globe-trotting jet-setters to the useful idiots lobbying to become serfs in the new world medieval order. For only a few clown prices will be able to enjoy the AGW true believer lifestyle. The rest will be bound to their place of birth by carbon chains.