Anona: The source is re activating Kwundaar must have control!
Hyrca: No, merciful Kwundaar forgive us
Foster: The guards the guards are dying!
Hyrca: Kwundaar is getting his morals? Then I renounce Kwundaar! I renounce, no wait, Kwundaar I bow to your mercy I prostrate myself.
Doctor Who Big Finish Primeval 2001
I must confess I was at a loss as to what to write for today’s lead post and even said so to DaWife when I spotted this piece via Lucianne.com by John Blumenthal and that problem was solved instantly.
He finds himself in a panic over the Tesla he owns:
I don’t know whether to sell, but I do know that I’m just not as comfortable driving it anymore.
You see the problem is that he bought the car because of liberal guilt and to impress his liberal fellows
My environmental activist friends were not impressed by my assiduous urban composting, LED bulb installations and energy-saving appliances. I needed to do more to diminish my carbon footprint. The icebergs were melting, my friends said, and at least one polar bear was wandering around homeless and hungry because of me.
Many insisted that Teslas were the best for the environment. Pricey but worth it. So I said goodbye to my gas guzzler and made the leap.
So you made a major purchase, and more than that a pricy major purchase because your friends were not impressed enough by your steps to save the world? Because they thought you weren’t woke enough? Seriously
Ah but now the wheels have turned:
Because of the recent revelation of Elon Musk’s political views — all of which I abhor — I’m starting to worry about what sort of political statement the car is making.
You mean a car is about making a political statement and not about getting from one place to another? I wonder what kind of statement my 99 Buick LeSabre makes?
Will people see me as a symbol of right-wing environmentalism, a living oxymoron?
Oh no somebody might disapprove of me! I’m in crisis again:
It’s a beautifully designed car with no carbon emission, and initially, I was proud of owning it and being seen driving a vehicle that displayed my concern for the environment. But I’m a liberal, and if Musk’s politics don’t change radically for the better, driving a Tesla will become, at least for me, as hypocritical and untenable as driving a gas guzzler was.
So now after getting rid of the car he had which had sentimental value to him in order to impress his liberal friends and feel good about himself, he spends a small fortune on a Tesla and now finds himself worrying about what those same liberal friends will think and puts himself in a guilt trip over his current car.
The irony? This weak willed follower is an example of elite opinion of today. The person who doesn’t think for themselves and acts only for the approval of the person next to him. If I wanted to create the stereotypical image of the Pajama boy liberal, I couldn’t have done better than this. He’s the point and laugh poster boy.
Men, don’t be like this, ladies if this type of guy asks you out, run, fast!
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My first thought upon reading the article was that it must surely be a parody. The point-for-point wokism just bled through to the extent that I simply refused to accept that it was written as a matter to be taken seriously. But upon further inquiry I learned that, mirabile dictu! it was. How embarrassing it must be to occupy the skin suit known as “John Blumenthal.” The Times piece in question identifies him only as a “former magazine editor.” I suppose that represents the apogee of his life and career.