The climate camel – going nowhere, uncomfortably
From Monckton of Arabia somewhere in the desert, Qatar
December 5, 2012 by Lord Christopher Monckton,
A camel, as Winston Churchill used to say, is an
animal designed by committee. The climate scare, like a camel, is an animal
designed by the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change.
Trying to ride a camel for the first time can be
what Kai Lung would have called “a gravity-removing episode”. Under the
rustling palm-trees by the balmy shore of the Gulf, I approached my first
camel, Aziz, with that intrepid curiosity that built a great Empire.
My lovely wife says animals and children are
attracted to me – because I have never grown up. I addressed Aziz with an
elegant quatrain from Fitzgerald’s perfect translation of the world’s most
charming drinking-song, the Rubaiyyat of Umar Khayyam:
Awake! for Morning in the bowl of Night
Has flung the stone that puts the stars
to flight –
And lo, the Hunter of the East has
caught
The Sultan’s turret in a noose of light.
Aziz listened politely, nuzzled me in a friendly
way, sniffed my hand thoughtfully, slobbered over it liberally, and then
directed a long nostril at my face to get better acquainted. I stroked his
neck, wiping the slobber off on it, and he burbled contentedly.
Or so I thought. His handler, with a rapid
“chk-chk-chk”, brought him down to his knees and told me to climb on quick.
Not quick enough. Before I was halfway into the cloth-covered
saddle, Aziz lurched to his feet, flinging me into an elegant and spectacular
parabolic trajectory. Upon re-entry, I achieved terminal velocity and crashed
firmly into a convenient sand-dune, executing a well-judged judo fall of which
my Staff-Sergeant would have been proud. I remembered to go completely limp at
the last instant. Sand sprayed in all directions and a new peninsula was
created on the Gulf shore.
As I tottered to my feet, dented but unbowed, the
two camel-handlers and my three friends were in such fits of unbecoming
laughter that I forgot to emulate William the Conqueror by grabbing a fistful
of sand and saying, “See, I hold all Araby in my hand” (or at least that part
of it that had not been flung into the Gulf by my impact.
Aziz was chk-chked back on to his knees and, this
time, I was quicker, leaping into the saddle before we headed skyward.
The object of the exercise was to obtain four
camels, affix to their flanks bold placards bearing the words “STOP” “CLIMATE”
“HYPE” and the “CFACT” logo of the Committee for a Constructive Tomorrow, which
does not believe warmer weather is a bad thing. The idea was to get a suitably
atmospheric photograph of our simple message against the backdrop of the
verdant palms, the golden sands, the azure sea and the cerulean sky.
This, too, was a gravity-removing exercise, with
which my staff-Sergeant would not have been at all impressed. “Your job in the
field is to take charge,” he would holler. “If you don’t, somebody else will.
Or, worse, nobody else will.”
CFACT lowered the camels CO2 emissions by ensuring
they were fitted with exhalation sequestration devices.
Among the dunes and the flies, nobody took charge.
First we got all four camels on to their knees and stuck the placards on. Then
we realized that some placards were on the wrong flank of some of the camels.
Then, when we’d gotten all of the placards on the same flank, the message read:
“HYPE CLIMATE: STOP CFACT”, which was not at all what we were trying to say.
Meanwhile, back at the Doha conference center, the
climate camels were lumbering uncomfortably in all directions and getting
nowhere.
The usual factions were maneuvering:
- The European tyranny-by-clerk, which needs global warming to be a problem because it can then arrogate yet more centralizing powers to itself, yea, even unto the last fluorescent light-bulb. The EU will sign anything, because the unelected Kommissars who have the sole right to propose its laws do not have to care what the people think, and they want more central power in their hands. They are also advising the envious UN on how to grab all political power by stealth – a treaty here, a treaty there until suddenly democracy has been stolen away forever.
- The BRICS bloc – Brazil, Russia, India, China, and South Africa – which is not really a bloc at all. All of these emerging nations cannot afford to allow the vicious policies of the anti-development Greens to interfere with their mission to expand the use of fossil fuels to give their people affordable electricity, lift them out of poverty, and thus benefit the environment by stabilizing their populations. They will sign any treaty that does not bind them to limit their emissions.
- The fly-specks: The small island states and other economically tiny nations in the undeveloped world. Their ambition is to extract as much money from the wealthy West as they can get.
- The unfooled: Canada, Japan, and New Zealand, who have stayed clear of the now-defunct Kyoto Protocol, which will unavoidably expire December 31 because there was no agreement to extend it by October 3, as its own terms require.
- The fools: In this category, Australia stands alone. Its absurd carbon dioxide tax is almost 50 times more expensive than letting global warming happen and adapting in a focused way to its consequences.
- The United States: Also in a category of its own, Obama’s U.S. is a house deeply divided. The “Democrats” – more like Communists these days – will do whatever it takes to destroy all (such as fossil-fuel corporations) who fund their Republican opponents. Also, they will sign any treaty calculated to wreck the economy of the West. The Republicans, however, will not. No climate treaty will be agreed to by the U.S. Senate, where Senators Inhofe, Hatch, Vitter, and others have spoken out clearly and consistently against climate-extremism.
Today, His Highness Sheikh Hamad bin Khalifa al
Thani, Emir of Qatar, addressed the conference. He announced that Qatar now
aims to generate one-sixth of its electrical power by solar power, reducing its
dependency upon the oil that makes it – per capita – one of the wealthiest
nations on Earth.
A Qatari businessman presented Lord Monckton with a
fine local garment. Here Lord Monckton explains climate to Tom Whipple of the
Times of London.
The Emir also confirmed the hopes expressed by the
president of the conference, Abdullah bin Hamad al Attiyah, that a real deal
would be struck here in Qatar.
However, the climate camels are all heading in
opposite directions, and bucking off their riders. Will there be a deal? Yes,
of course there will. There always is. The triumphant announcement of success
after the talks go into an extra day is now a routine element in the
choreography of these stage-managed farces.
If they really want to make the world laugh, all
they have to do is film Monckton of Arabia trying to ride a camel.
Back in the desert, we were still trying to get the
camels to behave. We told the handlers to rearrange the camels in the right
order, but their English was no better than our Arabic, and anyway we were all
shouting conflicting orders at them, and the camels had their own ideas of
where they wanted to go. The Three Stooges would have done things better than
us.
This pantomime went on for half an hour, until I
took a command decision to arrange the camels in single file, sit them down,
and then affix the placards to their flanks with duct tape, reading from left
to right.
“Never go into the field without duct tape,” Staff
would holler. “If it moves, salute it. If it doesn’t move, paint it. If it
wobbles, fix it with duct tape.”
The Arabs, however, read from right to left, and one
of my friends – a photographer – thought the photo would look more artistic
that way around.
Later that millennium, we got the camels and the placards
in the right places: “STOP CLIMATE HYPE – CFACT”. We took our money shot and it
is now safely on the record for all time:
The moving finger writes and, having
writ,
Moves on, nor all thy piety nor wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a
line,
Nor all thy tears wash out a word of it.
Satisfied, we went for an uncomfortable but
triumphant ride on the camels in the kindly breeze, with Aziz tossing his head
upward from time to time to snatch a mouthful of leaves from a passing
palm-tree. But not before I had briefly become one of the first Brits in space.
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The issue of Global Warming is merely a propaganda tool for Governments to usurp or gain totalitarian power over others extremely quickly, while teaching the masses why it is good to be told what you can and cannot do, when you can and cannot do it, like a bunch of slaves.
Prior to the Rio Conference, back in May 2012, the Alex Jones Show featured an in depth interview about the broad strategy of Agenda 21 from the United Nations point of view.
A very great thank you to Lord Monckton and those of CFACT for their sounding the alarm, and at least slowing the process of the implementation of totalitarianism upon us. Freedom is precious, and it should always be generously appreciated by each individual who holds it. -- Brianroy
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