CO2NNED!

hi there bluddies
to misquote a sex pistol
ever had the feeling youve been co2nned?
well, fireseed been reading up about carbon trading
carbon offsets
plantin' a few trees to save the world
whatever ya wanna call this little scam
the 'new internationalist' magazine has done a great expose
funny how ive always had this nasty little uneasy feeling
about the jolly idea of buying our way out of a consumption-fuelled problem
ye olde climate change, you understand, my dear cyberchums
anyway friends - it turns out weve been serously bio-fooled
led down the kindergarden path by those crafty corporate whores
who will have us pissing around making donations
to the Coldplay monoforest
while the uberbiodiverse amazon goes up in smoke
(is there no end to the deceit and duplicity of big biz?)
corporate social responsibility, dontcha know
biggest oxymoron in the whole book!
nah, carbon offsets aint gonna solve climate change
theyre probably gonna make it a hole in the ozone layer lot worse
selling us the comforting idea that we can carry on our fossil-fool frenzy
like a bunch of neroes
fiddling with our direct debits
while rome and the rest of the planet burns
so whats the real deal, friends?
well, carbon credits from tree planting are a nasty little fake
cos carbon stored temporarily in a tree is of limited use
when carbon released into the atmosfear by burning f***** fuels is permanent
yep, once its burnt its burnt
and im afraid there aint no going back
so dont buy this CO2N, my little fireseeds
the only solution is to keep the black stuff in the ground
(might help us to avoid another iraq-style bloodbath too)
for the sake of ourselves and fyoocha generations
whoever they may be...
hannah elisabeth (our little peach)
kai
naya
little ivy
jade
megan
hawon
jiwon
sohyun
baby bouncer
and all the unborns who havent even had the chance
to take a gulp of luvly fresh unpolluted air
who wont thank us for our greed and selfishness
or our feeble attempts to justify pissing our beautiful earth
and all the creechures in it
up a toilet wall
just so that we can have our weekend break in gay paris...
so just like the 'oral contract'
in that great dodgy video cine ad of yesteryear
carbon trading?
aint worth the paper its written on, mate!
love ya
over and out
your slightly vexed but still sweet fireseedy boy
xxxx
ps: a very happy birthday to my not-so-little bro'
miss ya!