JLH sends his take on Greta Thunberg, the Joan of Arc of the Green religion.
Out of the Mouths of Babes… Comes Baby Talk
Long ago, when some of us were in junior high (is that upper middle school?), there were different ways to gain attention. Some chose athletics or cheerleading, some chose to run for class office, some chose to work on the school paper or yearbook. Now and then, rarely, someone would find an unusual way, like selling more magazines than anyone else to support a school project. And of course, there were those who let it be known — although never in front of an authority figure — that they smoked or drank when they felt like it. Some even achieved a measure of fame by winning an essay contest — usually about patriotism or their hometown. And then there were the kids who thought they were God’s gift to entertainment, and somehow managed to weasel their way into talent shows and the like. Some of us may recall sitting through tooth-gnashingly saccharine performances of one kind or another.
But I cannot recall any schoolmates near my age who had discovered the real formula. All you had to do was stand up in school gatherings, town meetings or elsewhere and solemnly inform the adults that they had failed us. The Second World War, followed by the Cold War, was their doing. We were tired of being afraid and told to hide under our desks in case of nuclear bombs. This was their mess and they should darn well wake up and fix it. Then, of course, all the parents and grandparents and uncles and aunts would stand up and applaud loudly. And, of course, we would be asked to speak somewhere else, because adults were so impressed by this serious approach to the world’s problems. We might even be asked to speak to political gatherings, to the Congress, even to the UN, because, let’s face it, the adults need to learn a little humility. How can they expect us to take charge of the mess they have made?
Right! If any one of us had tried that, any one of a hundred adults would have stood and told him or her (sorry, those were the only genders we had at the time) to sit down and wait until he/she grew up to start judging things. I can just imagine my own father standing up and saying “Who the *&%$#@ do you think you are, talking like that to people who have forgotten more than you ever knew? Now sit down and listen!” And it would have been a favor in the long run, because the urge to be a fool would have been greatly diminished.
So why hasn’t someone done that favor for poor Greta Thunberg?