Green Crap
Let’s ease up on the green crap,
The climate’s not too bad;
Some summer heat in winter
Should make us feel quite glad.
Ditch all the regulations
That pessimists adore;
Give people what they dream of:
More flights, more stuff, more, more.
Rev up your petrol guzzlers
And roar down country roads;
Let’s motorise the planet
Through trucks with monster loads.
It’s fakey, fakey, fakey,
This talk of climate change;
Who cares if there were snow caps
On every mountain range?
The science is divided;
The jury is still out.
Some blame it on volcanos
Or Magic Roundabout.
So let’s get this world moving,
And drill down, baby, drill!
Deregulate and never mind
Who’s going to pay the bill.
Stephen Gospage
Sat 2nd Nov 2024 08:41
Thankyou for your comments, Greg, Graham and Auracle, and thanks to everyone who liked this poem.
The title, of course, refers to David Cameron's comment about green measures, when he realised that they sometimes have inconvenient costs attached. And I hope the poem reflects the current backsliding in environmental issues, from Trump's bovine denial to the 'oh dear, don't we have other priorities?' line now prevalent across the world.
It's a gloomy situation, as you say, Greg, but I still have faith in the basic common sense of humankind, though perhaps not at COP29. It's a good point, Graham - I think we have to listen to science and keep recycling (I'm with you on teabags!).
Thanks, Auracle. I hope my rather flippant style will make someone think, or at least read it! Thanks for doing so and commenting.