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Yeah, another post about Al Gore. What can I say? He's a big target.
I chose the world "poltroon" over "coward" in the title because it gives this blog that pipe-sucking, chin-pulling W.F. Buckley vibe that the chics dig. And also because it started with the letter P.
But when it comes to describing Al Gore, please feel free to substitute the word "coward" for "poltroon" in casual conversation. Do it generously and with absolute moral authority. Also "cowardice", "cowardly" and "cowardliness" are acceptable, depending on sentence construction.
Because Al Gore is...you know...a coward.
At least when it comes to Global Warming. And since Global Warming has pretty much defined the life of Al Gore since his defeat for the presidency, to call him a coward over Global Warming is to call him a coward about the only thing that matters in his public life.
Among other things, Global Warming got him a book, a Pulitzer Prize, an association with an Academy Award-winning movie, elder-statesman gravitas, junkets across the globe and 60 pounds of belly fat from all the lavish spreads at the innumerable conferences, seminars, symposiums and award dinners he's attended.
It's a plush life and I wouldn't want to put it at risk, either, by debating the merits of Global Warming with someone who knows what he's talking about.
Because...you know...Global Warming is a bunch of crap.
Hence the cowardice.
He
refuses to debate any
authoritative skeptic of global warming,
skeptical head of state, or even grant an interview to a journalist
who might ask a skeptical question or two.
Meanwhile dozens laugh at the people he holds court too; celebrity riff raff, tv anchoresses, slutty female hippies who put on lipstick of only to...well, I’ll avoid posting that and getting banned. Basically doing to him what Monica did to Clinton.
Real science laughs at him. As do the scientists, Chinese, Japanese, and various other countries who actually produce people with brains.
