At least one will be saved from the coming carbon apocalypse:
Al Gore–or, as he is known in his own language, Gore-Al–placed his son, Kal-Al, gently in the one-passenger rocket ship, his brow furrowed by the great weight he carried in preserving the sole survivor of humanity’s hubristic folly.
“There is nothing left now but to ensure that my infant son does not meet the same fate as the rest of my doomed race,” Gore said. “I will send him to a new planet, where he will, I hope, be raised by simple but kindly country folk and grow up to be a hero and protector to his adopted home.”
Hope the poles aren’t so warm there that he can’t build an arctic fortress of pomposity.
I’m pretty sure that the human race was in much more trouble with the cold war nuclear standoff than with AGW. Yet I don’t remember this kind of high level Elmer Gantry-ish demagoguery with respect to it.
I’ve always felt there was something distinctly unbalanced about Mr. Gore, from his rise to fame on the backs of dead astronauts to his extremely divisive and arrogant behavior during the 2000 election recounts. Like the Clintons, his character doesn’t bear looking into.
I’ve always thought that Al Gore thought of himself as Jor-El, trying to convince his planet that it was doomed. However, I think Gore is actually more like the Batman villian, Ra’s al Ghul, who wants to achieve environmental balance by eliminating most of humanity. Gore’s fight against man-bear-pig is really just a cover for his plans for world domination.