Okay, now I’ve had it. I have done my duty and bought a Prius. I am even willing to turn my thermostat up a jot or two in a sweltering LA September just on the wild off chance that Al Gore (of all scientifically-challenged people – I’d like to see his physics grades) is correct on anthropogenic global warming. After all, just because Al says something is true, doesn’t completely mean it isn’t. But when some over-paid bureaucrat at the UN wants me to lay off my steak for environmental reasons – basta. In this world where you can’t smoke, have to curtail your drinking and… forget about psychedelics… some things are sacred! [What’s the name of the guy who’s doing this?-ed. Dr. Rajendra Pachauri, chair of the United Nations Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change. I think I saw him at Peter Luger’s last week. No, that was The Palm.]
Wagyu-ing the Dog - Kyoto no! Kobe yes!
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