I can’t for the life of me remember where I first ran across this, so I’ll have to post it without proper attribution, which I am always loathe to do. Ah well, it’s a real sockdolager, as Huck Finn used to say.
Is there anything more insufferable than assholes so deeply, passionately in love with their own magnificent selves that they don’t even realize they’re assholes? “Narcissist” doesn’t even EGIN to cover this. I’ll say this much: if I lived in that neighborhood, there’d barely be any paint left on the sides of those EV twatmobiles by now, because I’d be keying the fucking things every day of the week and twice on Sundays. Mark Tokowski takes care of business on these arrogant, self-centered little pukes so I don’t have to.
The letter above, sent to people living on an unspecified street in an unspecified community, simply reeks of smugness. I would guess the four electric vehicle owners are young, as the bulk of the climate alarmism has been directed at school children, who are now becoming adults. During the school years they were never given more than one side of the climate debate, and so they do not know the the supposed science is unsettled, and that the warmists could be (very) wrong,
The impunity with which they presume that their neighbors have to change their lifestyles so that the virtue-signalling EV owners can do God’s work is off putting, to say the least. As the person who brought this letter to WUWT noted, the meeting they speak of was probably attended by four people, the EV owners.
It gets worse:
The pair to the left struck a blow for saving Mother Earth a few days ago by splashing a can of tomato soup on a Van Gogh painting, Sunflowers, valued at more than $50 million. They then glued their hands to either it or the wall or the floor – I am not clear. No worries, art lovers. Museums do not put valuable treasures at risk. This particular painting is sealed and covered with glass.
This is modern schooling at work, the kids having no clue how wrong they might be, and not having the good sense to see even what Michael Mann sees, that this sort of publicity is not good for their movement. Further, these narcissistic little brats need a good hard spanking delivered by a caring adult, one who will not indulge them in their fantastic ideas and actions. Ground the brats, that they might someday be grounded adults.
The mere fact that they claim that CO2 is some sort of monstrous agent that is causing the demise of our planet, while at the same time opposing nuclear and hydroelectric power, both of which are CO2-free substitutes, tells me that their enemy is not CO2, but rather fossil fuels.
Fossil fuels make our lives easier, make us richer and more comfortable and happy in our lives. They are the reason that our planet can support seven billion people. And that is what they are against. People.
That’s about the size of it, yeah. To add a little meat to Mark’s bare-bones assessment, a few more specifics: what they violently, reflexively oppose is happy, well-adjusted, gainfully employed, content people. White people. Adults. Heterosexual people. People who derive genuine pride and satisfaction from making a meaningful contribution to their society. Grateful people. Humble, unassuming people. People who are content to just live their lives in the normal, traditional fashion, without making much of a to-do over it or calling undue attention to themselves.
As one could easily guess, they hate their parents above all else. Sniveling toerags like these are the best argument I can think of in support of corporal punishment, because ignoring the Biblical admonition in my post title is exactly how useless, annoying excrescences like them are created in the first damned place.