The Oxford Languages Dictionary defines a fairy tale as “a children’s story about magical and imaginary beings and lands.” A good synonym is that something idealized and is an invented story intended to deceive.
We all witnessed this on Thursday when the administration decided it no longer believed in the science that we can see with our eyes and feel in our chests and that the president has decided that the pollution rules are bunk.
Bunk as in not true.
Uh, huh.
Or is it more likely that the same fossil fuel owners that he begged for $1 billion dollars for his campaign, promising them a great return on their “investment”, are reaping the benefits of this horrible no good moment in history.
The children who will suffer and die because of climate change and the ever getting rougher storms, and the ever more damaging wild swings in temperature.
Because of the chase for profit.
Profit they don’t even spend. They only want to amass more. And more. And more. And more. And more.
Satiation point, don’t know her.
This is in opposition of the terror and damage this never ending greed has on society and children.
John Scalzi wrote a fabulous book that I have referenced before, Starter Villain. About the greed and never having enough of the ultra ultra ultra wealthy. I firmly recommend it. In fact, I am going to go read it again.
Just like the abortion laws are not about saving children, this is not about children. Children never ever ever ever enter their minds. At least not in a wholesome manner. It is all about how to exploit the situation in the chase of more.
And you are sentencing the children of the future safety. So you can have all of the gold in the kingdom. And damn the peasants. There are more peasants to be had anyway, which is why the abortion rules are in place to ensure that there is a fresh crop of workers.
The fresh crop of nubile young bodies for some.
The fresh crop of workers to feed the never full appetites of the ones who wouldn’t know enough if it bit them.
It is a big vile circle of lying and stealing from the future for the present. Of doing nasty despicable things for your own greed.
Say it with me, just because you believe something is not true does not make it so. Truth does not depend on your feelings.
Dispatches from the Evening Shift 