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A Climate change Carol – stooge was a tight-fisted hand at the grind-stone, a squeezing, clutching, covetous, front man for exploitation of the earth and slavery of its people. what did Stooge care! about the planet or the loss of its forests and ocean life, or the plight of its people, the glory of existence replaced with graft ,progress, growth,profit by a few from the many

…on Climate change Eve– Scrooge sat busy in his bank. The door of his office open that he might keep his eye upon his slave, Robn taxit. “A merry climate change, uncle! God save you!” It was the voice of Stooge’s backer, big oil .”Bah!” said Stooge, “Humbug!” “climate change a humbug, uncle!” said big oil . “You don’t mean that, I am sure?” “I do,” said Scrooge. “Merry climate change! What use or profit is ther e to be had by such a thing What’s climate change to you but a reason to stop making shit we dont need for morons to buy with money they dont have, borrowed from our masters .. If I could work my will,” said Scrooge indignantly, “every idiot who goes about with ‘Merry climate change’ on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. He should!” “Uncle!” there are many things about climatechaneg that could be turned to profit, if we use our imagination, when it comes around– could be a nice little earner I believe that it will do so soon; and I say, God bless it!” and with that big oil left ,,,rob nTaxit in letting Scrooge’s nephew out, had let two other people in. Stooge and Gore, I believe,” said one of the gentlemen, “Mr. Gore has been dead these seven years,” Scrooge replied. “He died seven years ago, this very night.” ” no doubt he is well represented by his successor,” the man continued, “At this restless season of the year, “it is desirable that we make some provision for peasants to suffer more greatly . Many are not scared oppressed and decieved enough ..” “Are there no wars?” asked Scrooge. “Plenty said the gentleman,”And the corpoarte media ?” demanded Scrooge. “Are they still in operation?” They are Still.. he replied ,” “and The scam of freedom and democarcy is in full vigour,”Both very busy, sir.” “Oh! I was afraid, from what you said at first, that something had occurred to stop them in their useful course,” said Scrooge. “I’m very glad to hear it.” I support the establishments mentioned–they cost enough; “Many dont succumb; and many would rather die.” “If they would rather die,” said Scrooge, “they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population. Seeing clearly that it would be useless to pursue their point, the gentlemen withdrew. At length the hour of shutting up the counting-house arrived. rob nTaxit was dismiseed and stooge headed home.. but As he settled for the evening there came a clanking noise, as if one were dragging a heavy weight, it came on through the heavy door, before his eyes ..Stooge cried “I know you; your Al Gores Ghost!” ” “What do you want with me?” “Much! cried gore “–”It is required of every stooge,” the Ghost returned, “to wear the chains forged by our masters,” made lie by lie, death by death , dollar by dollar. “Hear me!” cried the Ghost. “My time is nearly gone.” ” “I am here to-night to warn you, that you have yet a chance and hope of making vast profits from climatechange. “You will be haunted,” , “by Three Spirits.”Expect the first to-morrow, the second on the next night The third upon the laststroke of Twelve . Look to investigate me no more; and remember what has passed between us!” So it came to pass at the apponted hour the first spirit appeared – It was a strange figure–”Are you the Spirit, sir, whose coming was foretold tome?” asked Scrooge.”Yes I am the Ghost of Climatechange Past.”"Rise! and walk with me!” “These are but shadows of the things that have been,” said the Ghost. ” as if by magic stooge and the spirit journeyed thro time , seeing the rise and fall of deserts and oceans, the birth and death of forests , the freezing and melting of ice caps and glaciers..and all the while Humanity lived and died as nature permitted, flourishing here and there or not in balance with the elements..During the whole of this time, no Stooge or other banker was seen to profit from the change, nor were humans imprisoned in its unviable folds nor charged for the passing of natural events “My time grows short,” observed the Spirit. these are but shadows of potential profits lost, business not done , money not made , “Spirit!” said Scrooge. Why do you delight to torture me?” “Leave me! Take me back. Haunt me no longer!” Stooge was exhausted, and overcome by an irresistible drowsiness; he had barely time to reel to bed, before he sank into a heavy sleep. – AWAKING in the middle of a tough snore, sitting up in bed to get his thoughts together, he saw a ghostly light in the adjoining room, he got up softly and shuffled in “Come in!” exclaimed the Ghost. “Come in! and know me better, man!” “I am the Ghost of Climate change Present,” said the Spirit..”Spirit,” said Scrooge submissively, “conduct me where you will. “Touch my robe!” Scrooge did as he was told, and held it fast…soon they hovered over the city of Copenhagen ,descended into the rooms of climate change confernce as silent witnesses ” You see ” said Astorrockerchild the elleventy3rd , speaking to the suited ,by making a common enemy of nature we can tax the peasants even more , and whats better we can still have the shops ,factories, power stations,cars,plastic of all shapes sizes , we may continue with our enterprise ,biilions of humans engaged in production and consumption of shit they dont need to make thr very rich even richer,cutting down forest ,emptying oceans of life, smoke stacks poisoning the air ,chemicals growing Frankenstein foods, feeding a growing mass of morons ,coraled into enterprise zones ,nations and economic slavery ..to stooge it seemed like heaven on earth , a dollar made at every turn,profit,growth,progress,and taxes more taxes than stooge had veer dreamed of on all of lifes activities.. he could barley contain himself.. “There are some upon this earth of yours,” said the Spirit, “who claim that humans dont cause climate change, and who will not support deeds of profit,tax, ill-will, hatred, war, cap and trade in its name,these voices must be silenced… .they turned and were transported to the peasant dwelling of RobN Taxit ” here on climate change eve the heating was not turned down , as factories blazed, Taxits wages were not diminished by carbon tax, they failed to recycled the packaging of supermarket produce, even as their governments laid plans to force them to do so “A Merry Climate change to us all, my dears. GoreTax us!” Which all the family re-echoed. “Gore tax us every one!” said Slightly Dim, the last of all. Again the Ghost sped on, “Forgive me if I am not justified in what I ask,” saidScrooge, looking intently at the Spirit’s robe, “but I see something strange, and not belonging to yourself, protruding from your skirts. Is it a foot or a claw?”They were a boy and girl. Yellow, meagre, ragged, scowling,
wolfish; “Spirit! are they yours?” Scrooge could say no more.”They are Man’s,” said the Spirit, This boy is defiance. This girl is knowledge. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, “Have we no lie or deception to blind them with?” cried Scrooge. “Are there no wars?” said the Spirit, “is there no freedom and democracy sham?” The bell struck twelve. Scrooge looked about him for the Ghost, and saw it not. As the last stroke ceased to vibrate, he remembered the prediction of old Al Gore , and lifting up his eyes, beheld a solemn Phantom, draped and hooded, coming, like a mist along the ground, towards him……