Monday, June 24, 2019

There will be war

Between them, the risk averse and the environmentalists are quite determined to severely reduce the quality of our lives to preserve the quantity.

The closure of amenities such as the Wellington Public library has a huge negative impact on thousands of regular users. Some of those people virtually lived there through the winter months. The church my husband infrequently attends in Eastbourne has been closed down due to earthquake risk. The Naenae pool which is quite iconic to those of us who grew up anywhere in the Hutt Valley and the backbone of Naenae's economy is closed until further notice. We've lost cinemas. Rising insurances due to earthquake risk (which are more real than rising seas at this stage) rob us of money we might spend on other pleasures - then again they might not if there is bugger all left to spend the disposable dollar on.

The environmentalists - AKA the climate-crisis calamitists - are steadily restricting dog exercise areas and ostracizing cats. At the same time SAFE - animal rights activists - would have horses become extinct as they try to shut down racing and rodeo. Perhaps that meshes in nicely with the other environmentalist - the vegan, who wants us all to desist with our love of meat and dairy. One even tried to explain to me why cheese is addictive and I should wean myself off it.

Need I mention cars, cabin cruisers in the sky, cheap clothes, cows, coal....and children?

Going childless is now the new demand from the environmentalists. The very, very best way to save the planet (with nobody left to inhabit it anyway). I expect no grandchildren.

But this morning I flew into an apoplexy. There will be war. I am now under notice that "companion pets are looking more and more like a selfish and unnecessary extension of a carbon footprint we should be going all out to reduce."

What is the vision of these guilt-tripping oppressive obsessives? A world where ageing childless pet-less people  can only go where their legs carry them (with no four-legged friend in tow)? Can only eat what they can grow from soil and barely heat their tiny houses?

No thank you. You can keep your horrid hands off my beloved dog. She is saner, more tolerant and infinitely better company than any grim and glum greenie. She stays.


Kiwiwit said...

Well said. Take consolation from the fact that all around the world, people are rejecting this joyless, misanthropic and oppressive worldview.

Mark Wahlberg said...

Lindsay, I love your descriptive prose. "guilt tripping oppressive obsessives." Your words bought back recent memories of a trip to the shops I was allowed to take by myself last week. Walking back to the big house, I noticed ahead of me someone who looked suspiciously like an Armed offenders Squad Member. Wondering if it was me he was looking for, I pondered whether to shoot it out, or do a runner? Turned out to be the districts new Animal Control officer. This chap wore official service overalls complete with shoulder flashes and his name embroidered over the top pocket.His overalls were tucked into the tops of his boots just like the Federales do it. A heavy duty Sam Browne belt around his waist was festooned with all manner of official equipment. Doggy paw cuffs. a selection of multi coloured cable ties,leather straps, a whistle, either a large lipstick or a canister of mace and a couple of mobile communication devices. In his ear was a hearing aid of some sort and a microphone attached to his collar. While i couldn't see any night vision goggles,I did notice he had some sort of death ray contraption attached to his chest. This i discovered later via a news flash delivered by the Districts Mayor, was a personal body camera, which recorded events in real time. The Mayor went on to inform residents this new technology was being trialed as a means to keep officers "safe"` I believe it was inferred that if this trial was successful, these camera's may be available for the use of other council officers in the course of their official duties. May I suggest your heading "There will be war" has already been taken on board by the apparatchik's of our district and we ratepayers may yet become the dogs of their war. WOOF WOOF to that I say.

Lindsay Mitchell said...

Having visited the back blocks of your town I can understand why the gentleman is so variously equipped. The lipstick may be redundant.

Rick said...

Not to mention they've cancelled Guy Fawkes Night, replacing it with Matariki. Wellington seems to be a few steps ahead of the rest of us when it comes to Victimhood Culture.

"There will be war"

That may well be! Each time the Council tried to hold a Matariki event there was a visit from a Maori God. Next year it may be the God of War rising up to block them rather than the whale or the winds? Dare they defy the deities thrice?