December 8, 2009
Under the headline "Al Gore: The Poet Laureate of Climate Change," Vanity Fair's "Green Beat" blog reports that the ever-expanding Al Gore has written a poem, tacked on to the end of the first chapter of his new book, Our Choice. Gore reportedly wrote the poem after his editor said he didn't want him to write a separate chapter on the impact of climate change—probably because many readers fall asleep long before they can finish a chapter.
Blogger Mark Hertsgaard gushes that the poem is "equal parts beautiful, evocative and disturbing," describing Gore's images as "emotionally arresting." He should have said that Gore was "mentally arrested" for writing this:
"One thin September soon
A floating continent disappears
In midnight sun
"Vapors rise as
Fever settles on an acid sea...
"Snow glides from the mountain
Ice fathers floods for a season
A hard rain comes quickly
"Then dirt is parched
Kindling is placed in the forest
For the lightning's celebration
"The shepherd cries
The hour of choosing has arrived
Here are your tools"
This guy's a real idiot." This afternoon idiot Gore was meeting with Barak Obama, the idiot who inhabits the Oval Office.
A number of other people agreed with LaRouche's assessment. Soareagle wrote: "ClimateGate. Global Warming Huckster Al Gore as poet laureate of climate change... oh barf!" BernardL added: "Brilliant. It deserves the Nobel Prize for Literature as surely as his environmental work deserved the Nobel Prize for Peace. If he loses a few pounds, and writes a note about his diet, I imagine he'll be considered for the Nobel in Medicine." And from Texasguy: "My own humbler poem: "The gravy train has dried up, The data cooked like overboiled couscous into yellow science mush: Hide the decline. Get a life!"
"That's perfectly good, perfectly fair; there's no injustice at all in that. I mean, the guy really has only one organ: an anus, like a single-celled organism."