Ya have to wonder. If the Almighty, himself, came down from the sky, riding a white horse with lightning bolts in one hand and a flaming sword in the other and told us humans to stop destroying our environment, if anybody would take note. What if he struck all the climate denier scientists blind, deaf and dumb, all two dozen of them, if that would make a difference?
I suppose Republicans would all rush down to Happy Harry's hotdog stand and grab the clerk, Harry's nephew and appoint him head climate denier scientist. Enough money could get him to do it. Maybe an extra fifty a week.
What if the Almighty decided it wasn't worth the effort. Go ahead let these stupid humans destroy their environment. He can always start over with another life form. Maybe chipmunks. They're cute and they certainly can't do worse than Humans in screwing things up. Of course they'd have to start mining coal and drilling for oil to keep warm. And then they'd have to arm themselves with weaponry to protect themselves from enemies near and far. Have you ever seen a chipmunk tank? Or a chipmunk fighter jet?
Next thing you know, they'd have the environment in trouble again. And just like Humans, you can't reason with a chipmunk. I know, I've tried. They just look at you with those big brown eyes and steal some bread from your sandwich. No, I guess chipmunks won't work out either. Maybe a little better than Humans, but not good enough. Snails! Maybe snails would work. They're slow but that could be a blessing. After all, a world dominated by snails might prove to be the perfect solution to a sticky problem.
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