Cheer up! The worst is yet to come!
- Philander Johnson
EU climate monitor warns 2024 "certain" to be hottest year on record
2024 Looking Back In Our Christmas poem.....
Leap Years Bring Misfortune
(An Infamously Merry Christmas Poem)
Leap years, they whisper, bring despair,
Ghosts haunting children born unaware.
No vows in years when February cheats,
Cold winds bite harder, nature repeats.
Apple’s car? A dream gone awry,
False starts, dead ends, a tech giant’s cry.
Since Jobs departed, they’ve lost their flair,
Innovations? None. Just thinner air.
Prepare for war, a grim decade ahead,
Russia’s shadow looms, painted in red.
Heatwaves in the Arctic, the new "norm,"
Ice fleeting faster, the climate transforms.
How much CO₂ can we seize and bind?
Less than hoped, science leaves us blind.
Fields for coffee? Fading away,
Your morning brew might cost a year's pay.
Don’t drive your SUV to Paris’ heart,
Park fees spike, they’ll tear you apart.
Meanwhile, we cling to systems of greed,
Short-term gains over long-term need.
Politicians count votes, not years,
CEOs chase profits, not fears.
Newsrooms chase clicks, not truth to share,
A world unlivable—who’d even care?
UN climate talks lost their appeal,
Oil-state hosts, sealing the deal.
EVs, inflationary, they claim,
As costs rise, the poor take the blame.
"The Democrats forgot to rig the race,"
77 million tuned in to face
A dystopian reel of Purge and Hunger,
Where tyranny thrives, and freedom goes under.
Inequality runs wild, it’s plain to see,
We traded rights for HDTV.
A roof, booze, sports, junk food divine—
Keep those coming, and we’ll toe the line.
Tyrants grin, their rule assured,
While masses cheer for bread secured.
Merry Christmas to all, in this grim show,
A world undone by all we know.
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