I have been becoming greener by the minute in my ways of behaving and of thinking of late.
I put this down to an extremely informative, provocative and butt-numbingly dull experience I had with a group of young people up North in the region of "Leeds" and thereabouts.
You can see above the amazing poster one of them knocked up in what seemed only seconds with a simple sheet of paper and a packet of environmentally-friendly crayons. This is what it's all about.
It seems the small and spinning globe of what upon we live together is in great danger of slowing down and stopping entirely in a metaphorical way of speaking.
Yes - it's getting hotter. Or wetter, depending on where you live. Or both even.
Speaker after speaker at the "Leeds" brain-whack seminar spoke about how the polar bears were suffering for not being able to get reasonably-priced tickets on gaseously-polluting planes away from their habitat up in South Pole where it can be a tad on the bitter side come winter.
The concomitant effect is that their collective howl of outrage is creating nothing short of a mighty tsunami of a wind which is threatening to spin our wind farms so fast that electricity will come shooting out of sockets at random, and end up spilling into carpets, leading to an economically-disastrous static electricity surplus. Jon "Science Officer Spock" Richards was right all along.
Don't believe me? Take a look at the hair on Mad Dicky Evans - you'll see what I mean.
But there is hope. Even now it is not too late to despatch a team of sharp-shooters to take out the beautiful, noble, and comparatively slow-moving polar bears. Just one shot, side of the head, hold steady, steady, BANG! Cripes! Run! RUN!
Yes, mark my words, the green revolution is here.
(N.B. As part of my ongoing greenery I will be recycling old posts and/or their jokes for the foreseeable future.)
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