By Mick Gregory
They were sipping Pinot Noir and a vat-variety of white wine in plastic cups at the Museum of Modern Art NPR members party when I broke out of my PC polite trance and said “I just read Michael Crichton’s book ‘State of Fear’ and I believe that we progressives had better think again about all this before we jump on the Al Gore ‘Prius bandwagon.” To myself, I’m starting to refer to those hybrids as the Pious mobiles, akin to the Pope Mobile.
Then they became quiet. One of the most outspoken of the creatives, an art director for a non-profit, said, “what? You would follow a novel for advice rather than the Oscar-winning “Inconvenient Truth?” I said “yup.” Just Google Michael Crichton some time.
“Not!” The smug pony tailed aging boomer smirked. Laughing to his “groupies.”
“Hey, I even listen to Rush podcasts,” that’s how open minded I am,” as I proudly watched them break off the conversation.
Shock your liberal and progressive friends. Not only tell them about Crichton’s “State of Fear,” but also
“The Skeptical Environmentalist.”
Later that night, after a 45 minute BART ride, among burned out office workers, shoppers and members of the homeless substance abuse community, I checked my email, and read this on the Drudge Report:
Sen. Dianne Feinstein offers plenty of tips on how California households can combat global warming, such as carpooling and running only a full dishwasher.
But one bit of information Feinstein declines to share is the number of times that she flew last year on her husband’s Gulfstream jet, which burns much more fuel per passenger-mile than commercial airliners.
I thought (what would my Progressive friends say?) “Senator DiFi is one of our leaders. Of course she has to get the message out.”