first I laughed....
....then I cried, then laughed again. Al Gore, that swollen blob of self-righteousness, the man whose house burns more electricity than the capital of Iceland, the man who flies around in a private jet, then spreads fear and panic about "climate change" (yes, I'm using quotes. If the war on terror is the "war on terror", then fugging climate change is "climate change"), this greasy snake oil salesman has won the Nobel Peace Prize. Exactly how has Al Gore contributed to world peace? I wasn't exactly thrilled when the grizzled old terrorist Arafat won it - but at least the world perceived him as a contributor to peace (as opposed to the killer of children which was his real avocation) His prize was a recognition of that perception. But Al Melting Icebergs Gore? Like so much else in our lives, the Nobel Piss Peace Prize has become a meaningless tool of political correctness, a symbol of an age where calling things for what they are must be avoided at all costs but no political capital is spared at carressing the egos of those who seem to be advancing the fashionable causes. Congratulations, Nobel Piss Peace Prize committee! You have done yourselves proud. You can now sleep soundly in the knowledge that thanks to Al Gore, piss peace will now spread around our planet like a soft blanket of pacifist dreams. And no trees will die in the process.
