San Francisco Green Festival
Last Saturday, I went to the San Francisco Green Festival. This is my story.
The experience actually began as I was walking from BART to the Concourse Exhibition Center. I saw this spray-painted onto an overpass support:
Why do people do that? Is their message so important that they have to deface public property? Do they really think that somebody they couldn’t convert via door-to-door haranguing and prayers at graduations and highway billboards will actually be “saved” when they see some graffiti?
After running that gauntlet, I made it to the festival itself. The festival is mostly about green topics, such as recycling, alternative energy, less-toxic materials, etc. But since leftist politics are so deeply intertwined with not raping the Earth and its inhabitants for a quick buck, there were also various liberal organizations present. The problem is, the liberal tent is so large, it includes some… umm… you know… strange people. More on that in a minute.
There were lots of good panels and presentations, but I was only there for a few hours and missed most of them. I did sit in on a couple. One presentation reminded me how important it is for all of us to buy fair trade products whenever possible. As much as I support this movement, I have to draw the line at chocolate. I’ve tried most of the fair trade chocolates, and they’re just not that good. I’m sorry. I can’t change the facts. The best chocolate is made from the bones of African orphans.
One thing I’ve noticed in the conservative press, which includes most of the fundie “news” sites I visit, is the right-wing is freaking out over global warming, but for the wrong reasons. They don’t care that we’re catastrophically changing the climate at a much faster rate than any of the climate models predicted. They just deny that it’s happening. Problem solved!
One of the things they’re always screaming about is “cap -and-trade”, which is the free-enterprise way of not having to deal with a problem. You’d think they’d be in favor of it, because it’s the least painful way of pretending to be addressing the issue. I guess their motto is “Why pretend to address the issue when ignoring it is still an option?”
Anyway, the other panel I went to was a debate on whether cap-and-trade is effective enough to support. There are a lot of problems with it, but I’m not sure we’ll even be able to get that in place. Even if we do, and even if it works, it won’t work well enough. Future generations will curse our name.
We need a carbon tax. A big one.
It will never happen, though.
Humans. The only species stupid enough to willingly and knowingly drive itself into extinction.
The Stranger Side
Speaking of stupid, the Left attracts its fair share of embarrassments. Among the vendors at the show, not all were appropriate to the theme. It ranged from the illiterate to the stupid to the new-agey to the crazy to the eccentric.
The Illiterate. Take this example of the effectiveness of the American public education system. This vendor had an air filter that allowed you to “breath” clean air!
The Stupid. There was at least one booth peddling homeopathy. That’s right. They’re selling “medicine” one molecule at a time. They even pretended to make it relevant to the festival, as you can see by this picture.
“What’s green about homeopathy?” Actually, it’s probably the greenest product at the festival. It’s only water!
The New-Agey. There were several booksellers present. Here is a typical sampling of their wares:
The Crazy. Most of the vendors were polite enough to stay in their booths and wait for you to stop and look at their stuff. I guess that’s not effective if all you’re selling is crazy. As I was walking down one of the aisles, I saw a guy on crutches (For his leg. As you’ll see in a second, he relies on other crutches for his brain.) standing a couple of feet from the edge of the aisle. At first, I assumed he was just another visitor like me. As soon as I made eye contact, he said to me “Have you heard about the 9/11 firefighters?”
Since this was the Green Festival, I assumed the guy was talking about the fact that a lot of the firefighters and other rescue personnel who worked on the site that day were exposed to asbestos and other hazardous materials, and now they’re suffering health problems. I said that yes, I knew a thing or two about it. He then handed me his flyer, exposing the TRUTH about 9/11.
I looked at it and said (while trying to hold back laughter) “OH! You’re a Truther!”
He said “YES! Won’t you at least consider the evidence?”
I then turned around and realized that his booth was behind me:
As you can see, this has turned into a big business for these people. They’re turning it into another UFO industry.
The Eccentric. Finally, I came across this guy, who would write a poem about you on the spot. He had the strangest laptop I’ve ever seen: