May 30, 2008
Teach your children well
There are countless government-sponsored programs out there, designed to indoctrinate educate your children about the (alleged) dangers of global warming, packaged in a way to make the poison pill go down with nary a murmur of complaint.
So, with that said, let's see what our Australian cousins are doing about their woefully uninformed youth and the need to reduce their "carbon footprint," via the Planet Slayer website.
Gee, this looks like fun -- lots of things to do here -- and she looks cool. She's even got a pierced nose. Mom! Can I get a nose piercing!
Hey, what's that all about? Better take a closer look.
Use the greenhouse calculator to find out when I should die? What the hell?!
Let's click on it and see what they're talking about.
Let me get this straight, they're calling Australian citizens "pigs" and getting ready to let kids begin an interactive game designed to tell them when they should die.
Sure, why not?
Let's begin, shall we?
I'll skip through the what-disgusting-planet-destroying-gas-guzzling-car-do-you-drive questions and get into the meat of the quiz.
Oh, I see, with every answer I give that displeases out Global Warming Overlords, my avatar piggie gets a little porkier.
Cute.
But the effects of incorrect answers are really, really noticeable when they show some affection for materialism, capitalism and consumerism.
Check out what happens when I gave a ballpark figure on how much I spent each year.
Man, I'm a fat, disgusting, Gaia-hating porker. Can it possibly get any worse than this?
Could be, based on how much I spend on "stuff that's good for the environment" or "ethical investments," as opposed to horrible, only-an-evil-conservative-could-want-this-crap stuff, like "eating, drinking, going out, clothes, car, rent, etc."
Guess which way I went.
So, having watched my piggie swell up, grow wicked-looking tusks and generally get more and more disgusting with every answer, it's time for me to hit the final button and see when the experts think I should die to minimize my carbon footprint.
Oh, man, my pig just exploded in a shower of gore and grue, leaving behind only a puddle of blood and a curly tail.
Nice.
Let's wipe off the blood and see what the damage is. How 'bout that? According to the edjimicators at the Australian Broadcasting Corporation, I should die at the ripe old age of 2.6 years.
This is what's being pounded into the heads of children all over the world by the fanatics who belong to one of the fastest-growing cults in the world, and they're doing it with taxpayer dollars, too, in the schools and on the web.
Shameful, morbid and deeply, deeply depraved.
Posted by Mike Lief at May 30, 2008 07:25 AM
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I tried going through and answering all the questions based on what "they" say is "reasonable" or beter. I only made it to 55. This is some sick shit.
Posted by: sonarman at May 30, 2008 05:40 PM
Instead of a pig it should be Al Gore and his ever expanding waisteline. Or maybe that waistline is the real life version of this game given his constant air travel and his fifty million sq ft house that is anything but green.
Posted by: RW at May 30, 2008 08:48 PM