This past week, I was having lunch at a restaurant in midtown Manhattan when my colleague noticed Al and Tipper Gore dining across the room with another couple. It was a frigid day, with record-breaking temperatures keeping most people indoors, and we were the last two tables in the restaurant.This amuses the hell out of me.
As the Gore party started walking out of the room, my colleague called out, "Hey, Al, how's all that global warming working out for you?" Gore turned around and stared at us with a completely dumbfounded look on his face. He was speechless. With a smile, my colleague repeated the question, again to a hapless look of dismay.
Finally, Gore mumbled under his breath, "Wow, you sound awfully angry." I responded with a thank you, explaining to him that we were actually extremely amused. The encounter concluded with Gore's friend mouthing a very animated "f--- you" at us, and they skulked away. My only regret is that no one at the table asked Gore, "What's the matter? The polar bear's got your tongue?"
This morning I had to scrape ice off my windshield with a credit card before I could drive to work. Did I mention that I live in Florida? South Florida. It is so cold iguanas are falling out of trees. For my part, that Global Warming thing isn’t working at all.
Poor Al. On the very heels of Climategate we have Global Freezing. It must suck to be exposed as a fraud in such short order. Personally, I hope the Gorester catches frost bite and his itty bits drop off. That would be amusing.