It’s no secret to my family and friends that I dislike Comrade Copper... and by "dislike," I mean loathe with every fiber of my being. But this morning I feel outrightly betrayed by RFK Jr.; and this treachery is as strong as the loathing I feel for the Terracotta Temper Tantrum. I mean, for fuck's sake, Benedict Bobby was once a defender of the environment. That was his cause. That seemed to be his raison d'être!
Maria and I live in the upper Hudson Valley right on the banks of the eponymous river... and although still flowing over a buried bed of General Electric's sins, nature has significantly rebounded. Heck, on mornings like today, this place sings with a verdant abundance. Believe me, the treasured beauty of New York is partly a result of Backstabbing Bobby's once noble work. And now this one time champion of something epically consequential is throwing his lot in with Damnation's own Marmalade Monster. The Carroty Catastrophe's environmental policies are a Black Plague... and the former “advocate” just sided with someone who would unleash the Dogs of Destruction on what we hold sacred: our land, our water.
Yeah, there's a new name on my list of absolutely abhorrent people: the egomaniacal, worm-brained turncoat and poster boy for "hypocrisy" -- Robert Francis Kennedy Jr.
Brian: as I told you previously, this is absolutely fantastic. Keep up the great work!
ReplyDeleteAt this point, I think I'd be only writing for you. Thank you!
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