The planet would be better off if the climate scam crowd, who seem to love to jet around the world to conferences devoted to utter nonsense, were to be kept aloft by refueling their jets -- forever.
Yesterday Flora went down the road for a chat with our deep-green neighbour, Professor Percival. She hoped this would earn green points for her in the Leafy-green Ladies Circle.
She came back agog: Our Professor is flying business class to Canberra hoping to get on the climate cavalcade going to a conference in Paris soon. He says they have this important job to prepare the secret first draft of a new international treaty to save the world from your wicked coal-mining mates.
I said they should put them all to work underground.
Later, I had a whinge about such travel rorts to our sensible neighbour, Fred McNally.
But Fred had a totally different view.
It was not a bunch of airborne academics who concocted the Kyoto land grab that stopped me from feeding mulga to starving sheep it was climate industry busybodies at their desks. Better if the whole green industry is kept in the air flying, or sipping champagne in Paris, rather than modelling carbon ration plans for us, or tramping over every proposed development site looking for skinks, toads and butterflies.
We should keep the whole lot, in the air, all the time it would cost the country a lot less.