The 1010 blowing-children-up-for-climate-change video seems to have mysteriously disappeared, and so have many of the furious reactions to it on many websites, such is the power and determination of the global warming faction to stifle any dissent. That they are embarrassed by the video they made and paid for and distributed is an excellent thing. Our only fear is that, worried by the angry reaction to it, the eco-terrorists may have reacted so quickly that the majority of people won't get a chance to see just what it is that drives global warmers and the extreme lengths they'll go to, to force the general public, and children in particular, to agree with them.
It's hard to see what was going on in the heads of Richard Curtis and his backers. Did they think it was funny, that we would all roar with laughter at seeing a little girl shredded and fragments of her body splattering the classroom walls and her classmates? That we would all split our sides and say “Well, she certainly got what she deserved. How droll!”
Well, we have to tell you that it isn't funny, not one tiny bit.
Or perhaps it was meant to frighten us into subservience? Because if so, we've been threatened before, and that didn't stop us. So think on.
Or were they trying to make some sort of link between exploding children and footballers, and the planet which they'd like us to believe is about to explode? It isn't, of course, but it would be handy for them if they could convince us in the face of all the evidence that it was, because we would then give them all cushy jobs in the government and universities and let them make shedloads of money from carbon trading, surely the biggest piece of fraud since the South Sea Bubble.
For those of you who haven't seen the video and can't be bothered to search for it, it is a very well-made, classy little advert directed by Richard Curtis (Notting Hill and Four Weddings) called “No Pressure” which shows children in school being very realistically blown apart because they react negatively to the teacher's attempt to enroll them in the carbon scam. They are joined by workers in an office, and then by David Ginola on the football field who is similarly sceptical of the scam and pays the penalty (penalty, get it? David Ginola? football? penalty? ... oh, please yourselves).
It's a nasty, threatening little number and all the worse for having obviously high production values. The makers keep trying to remove it from YouTube, but others keep posting it again. When we looked, we found it here. Sadly YouTube themselves seem determined to shield the eco-terrorists who made the video, because when we looked, it was there but you could only watch it if you logged in, as though you were wanting to watch porn. Which it is, in a sense, so perhaps one shouldn't blame YouTube for trying to hide it.
However, at the time of writing the Campaign Live website had a working link, while EuroReferendum has a good commentary and description of the whole débacle, and Climate Depot has lots about it too.
It's rather odd that back in 2009, Jacqui Smith who was Home Secretary at the time told GMTV “I think it’s important that people understand the sorts of values and sorts of standards that we have here, the fact that it’s a privilege to come and the sort of things that mean you won’t be welcome in this country. Therefore, I will not hesitate to name and shame those who foster extremist views as I want them to know that they are not welcome here.”
So, bearing in mind that the exploding children video must have been suggested, planned, financed and probably filmed while New Labour were still in power, why did several government-supported organisations put their money into this grim bit of bullying propaganda? Does the video conform to the normal values and standards we have here? Isn't it just the teeniest bit extreme to suggest that climate change deniers, including children, should be killed? Why is this sort of filth permitted, while an American broadcaster who spoke the truth about Muslim extremism was barred from entering Britain?
Don't answer that. We know why.
Here is a list – not necessarily complete – of firms and organisations that sponsored the making and distribution of this extraordinary film ...
Eaga
Kyocera-Mita (has since tried to disassociate itself from the video)
Telephone company O2
Sony (also trying to back away as quick as they can)
The Ashden Trust, a grant-making charity linked to Lord Sainsbury
Esmée Fairbairn, an organisation providing funding for charitable activities
The Wates Foundation
George Davies charitable trust at Heriot-Watt University
The Funding Network
The Guardian newspaper (no surprise there!)
The National Magazine Company (Esquire, Good Housekeeping, Cosmopolitan, Harper's Bazaar and She among others)
The Energy Saving Trust
Grand Designs with Kevin McCloud
Green TV
Lawyers and consultants Olswang
Students' organisation People and Planet
The Public Interest Research Centre
Marketing consultants Pure360
The National Union of Students, whose website is conveniently “down for maintenance”. Yeah, right.
The Carbon Trust
The Campaign for Greener Health Care
ActionAid, a pernicious organisation that distributes propaganda materials to schools
Nevertheless, and richly though they might deserve it, Richard Curtis and his backers are not actually our Wankers this Week.
No, that honour is reserved for a nasty little weasel named R.T.Jones, who is so steeped in his own self-righteousness that he can seriously defend the film. Writing on a financial website called GreenchipStocks, he claims to have a sense of humour, though we doubt it. He has no sense of shame, no sense of pride in recognising and telling the truth, no sense of proportion and no common-sense, so how the hell does he expect us to believe he has a sense of humour?
He writes “This movie was not offensive. What is offensive is the fact that we still entertain climate change deniers who use fossil fuel-funded studies to push their dishonorable agendas.”
Well, R.T.Jones, whoever you are (he's described only as “a researcher and writer for various investment publications”), we don't have a dishonourable agenda. We aren't the ones trying to force the world to invest in our carbon trading scam. We aren't the ones using the threat of global catastrophe to grab power, university chairs and massive research grants. We aren't the ones encouraging supine governments to get involved in green energy scams such as the windfarms that are disfiguring the British coastline and will cost the British taxpayer millions of pounds because they don't produce half the energy claimed. And we don't get a penny from Big Oil, more's the pity (Big Oil, if you're reading this, drop us an email and we'll do our best to lick your arse in the hope of a handout – we understand from Wanker Jones and his little friends that there are plenty of handouts on offer to people like us?).
And Wanker Jones illustrates his point with pictures of some things he finds offensive: some skyscrapers, a dead fish and a traffic jam. He is obviously one of these people who want to drag us all back to the Stone Age and make us live in rustic poverty, forgetting to notice that there just isn't enough rustic around to support us all. However much he may dislike them, cities are necessary; only if 90% of us died out could we manage without them. That's probably what he wants. Not sure how he's going to ensure that he's one of the 10%, or what he's done to deserve it.
As for the dead fish ... well ... fish die. Fish have always died. So now suddenly it's our fault?
And the traffic jam? They're annoying, true enough. I imagine that what Wanker Jones wants is for the rest of us to scrap our cars and ride bikes, thus leaving the freeways clear for him and his little friends to cruise along in the limousines paid for out of their research grants and carbon-trading profits.
Well, Wanker, I've got news for you. It ain't going to happen, mate. You're stuffed, you and your cronies. You can gasp and wriggle and keep trying to bully us by telling your lies more and more graphically, but we've seen through you and we despise your vicious little mind and your mean, snivelling little soul.
Crawl away to a beach somewhere, find a dying fish and shrivel up with it, you pathetic, pointless Wanker.
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