The Day After Tomorrow
It's not often I can watch a propaganda film and be converted by the message; in fact, to date this is a first. I went to see this movie yesterday, and despite the fact that the little black girl of about 9 who was seated behind me informed her parents in a very loud and angry voice that "It [the movie] wasn't tight -- it was stupid and boring" (a sentiment most of the theatre agreed with, judging by their (and my) laughter), I was swayed by the power of the special effects.
That's right, I am now a believer in global warming -- a condition which will destroy both New York and Los Angeles, the former under a 50 foot flood and the latter by means of a super-tornado. And the Japs? They killed our boys in the great World War II, so guess whether or not I'll grin when they get bombarded with cocunut-sized hail. Don't bray your irrelevent physics at me -- I saw the movie -- it says hail can get that big, so God-willing I can produce enough pollution to get the job done.
I used to hold out hope that an alternative fuel source to petroleum would be developed so we could cripple the economy of terror in the Middle East, but this solution, Pro-Pollution, is better.
My new mantra: Pro-Pollution -- The Global Solution!
(What do you think? Of course I didn't pay to go see it, you idiot.)
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