The leading shaman of the Carbon-Climate-Catastrophe deathcult are meeting in Copenhagen. In contrast to the simple life decreed for their lemming followers, they're quite happy to indulge in a bit of carbon-heavy luxury.
So we read of the scores of private jets, the fleets of limousines, the caviar...
No problem. You are the ruling class. You deserve the best. Besides, the rest of us can hand over all our money and live like medieval serfs to 'off-set' you, our global masters. No problem. Cunts.
So we read of the scores of private jets, the fleets of limousines, the caviar...
No problem. You are the ruling class. You deserve the best. Besides, the rest of us can hand over all our money and live like medieval serfs to 'off-set' you, our global masters. No problem. Cunts.
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