It’s green fever madness!
Only a politician would try and sell you on the idea that more taxes can save the planet
It was in the throes of that condition last week that B.C. Finance Minister Carole Taylor actually claimed, with a straight face, that her province’s imposition of Canada’s first carbon tax (a tax on fossil fuels) could be the start of a new “social movement” across the country.
For gawd’s sake, let’s hope not.
Because that “social movement” is designed to hoodwink taxpayers into believing they no longer have the right to complain about our usuriously high taxes, lest they be shamed into silence by the Suzuki Nation as global warming “deniers.”
This madness would be laughable, if it wasn’t happening right before our eyes.
* In B.C., where charging people more for gas and heat by Premier Gordon Campbell’s government, part of a tax shell game we’re assured will be “revenue neutral” (no comment), is praised by the politician doing it as courageous and revolutionary, while mesmerized media pundits, having forgotten the story about the emperor having no clothes, mindlessly repeat the mantra.
* In Ontario, where Premier Dalton McGuinty is paying outrageously high prices, using tax money, for very little solar power, instead of doing something that would help the environment — cleaning up the air pollution spewing out of the province’s coal-fired energy plants, the same ones he promised five years ago to close by last year, and now won’t close, or even clean up, for six more.
* In Quebec, where consumers are being told by their government, with a straight face, that there’s nothing it can do to stop a new “green” tax intended to target oil and gas industry profits, from being passed along to them. Gee, how about not imposing the !@$@?! tax in the first place?
* And finally in crazytown … Ottawa … where, amongst so many other absurdities on the environmental front, Liberal Leader Stephane Dion, a man who can’t control his caucus, has a plan to control the climate.
In the real world, if you understand the first thing about man-made global warming, Canada’s relatively minor contribution to it, and what a cluster muck the Kyoto Accord is, all of these things are beyond farcical.
Actually, they’re entering Twilight Zone territory.
Here’s another absurdity courtesy of our hysterical politicians, as they shamelessly don green shoes, sport green ties and name their dog “Kyoto” to convince us of their environmental “street cred.” (You can’t make this !@$# up.)
Years ago, governments used to do a thing called “capital spending.” It wasn’t glamourous, but it was important — stuff like buying garbage trucks, police cruisers, ambulances, buses and building subways, highways, hospitals, schools.
But today, whenever governments buy a garbage truck, or some new garbage bins, or a garbage dump, or some new buses, or promise us another subway to nowhere (a Toronto specialty), or raise gasoline taxes, in exactly the same way they’ve been doing it for decades, we’re supposed to believe it’s all part of their big “green” plan to save the planet from global warming. It’s utter nonsense.
Finally, have you noticed how politicians have suddenly stopped talking about the outrageously high gasoline prices we’re paying — something you couldn’t shut them up about for decades — although of course they never did anything about it?
POLS CAN’T COMPLAIN
Problem is, politicians can’t complain about high gas prices now that they’re all thinking of raising them higher, ostensibly as part of their “green” plan to prevent a 20-foot rise in sea levels from wiping out Newfoundland.
It’s as if we all went to sleep one night and woke up in the Oceania of George Orwell’s 1984, where, instead of telling us on Monday that we’ve always been at war with Eastasia and on Tuesday that we’ve always been at war with Eurasia, now on Monday its: “High gas prices bad” and on Tuesday: “High gas prices good.”
I can hardly wait for the Two-Minute Hate and the free Doublethink classes.
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