I am quite annoyed.
No one reminded me that yesterday was International Rip the Piss out of Treehugger Day.
It was late last night when I noticed the activity on Twitter where people were wittering on about #earthday.
Twitter of course is the perfect breeding ground for these people. They were all there wishing each other a Happy Earth Day and singing the praises of Gaia. One bloke announced that he had switched off his lights for an hour. Someone should have told him he was celebrating the wrong event, but in the world of the braindead they probably didn't notice. All in all, it was quite nauseating.
Naturally there were those spouting out horribly banal little quotes that in their addled minds are going to change the future of mankind.
"The world is a beautiful canvas and the people in it can sometimes be shitty paint blotches. Don't be a shitty paint blotch. #earthday"
The world is not a fucking beautiful canvas. It's a lump of fucking rock and iron spinning around the solar system. And if I'm a paint blotch, then I am a work of fucking art so don't call me shitty, you little twerp.
I was going to celebrate Earth Day today. Belated, perhaps but I like to do my bit. I was thinking of felling a few trees, or maybe flushing the septic tank into the local river [mid you, most of it leaks there anyway]. I could have burned a few tyres or some old plastic I have in the garage.
No need though. Mother Earth celebrated Earth Day in her own inimitable fashion, giving the royal two fingers to the Treehuggers.
That should do some nice things to the environment?