LIVE EARTH...Or, as lead vocalist for the rock band Muse has described it, "Private Jets for Climate Change." Simply call it a glorified rock concert that pretended to want to raise awareness about something of which only a complete, blithering live-under-a-rock moron could not have already known.
If we get our consciousnesses raised any more about global warming, then our heads will all explode, thereby sending much more dangerous gases into the polluted atmosphere.
Buy the way, even as a rock concert, Live Earth was underwhelming. As a revolution, it was hysterical and sophomoric. As a political message it was predictable pathetic. Macy Gray's band, among those savvy rockers wanting everybody to know just how politically aware its members are, came out in shirts that attempted to shout out messages: Bush with a line through his name. Cheney with a line through his name. Racism with a line through it. Global warming with a line through it.
It might have been inspiring, except for the shirts, or signs, or mantras that weren't there for that performance or many others: Stunningly, no Bin Laden with a line through it. No Islamist facism with a line through it. No terrorism with a line through it. When it comes to extolling the virtue of world peace, some causes are more fashionable than others among the musical mob. Now, go eat your favorite colored M & M's in your three-blocks-long limos, climb back in your private jets and head to your favorite vacation spot on Fiji. (Don't forget to write your carbon offset checks, too.)