Gertrude’s Diary #134 – Preaching to the Converted
The CPRS is a big load of Ruddish. I think it stands for Crappy Pretend Reduction Scheme. I can’t believe that anyone who bothers to read this blog would be naive enough to think that it would be otherwise, so I’m not sure why I bother to mention it. It’s just that I’m a little bit surprised by how terribly wrong it all is. The scheme itself is a farce. And what’s more, the coverage has all been about who’s sticking it to Malcolm Turnbull in the party room, not the very real crisis of climate change. I have some deeply ingrained prejudices towards people like Turnbull, but at least he’s had the courage to stand up and say something needs to be done, even if that thing he says needs to be done is futile, painful and ultimately disastrous.
I watched Rob Hopkins this morning give a brief talk about the possibilities for a post-oil world. Such reason and gentle courage are an inspiration. You should all go watch it now – it only takes 15 minutes or so and it could save your life. Or, another life similar to yours. A life could definitely be saved somewhere.








