Impotent Liberal Atonement

Uncontrollable anxiety regarding a bleak future won’t make the world any better

Personal remorse does nothing for disappearing tigers, rhinos, albatross, tuna or dolphins

Periods of sadness end without the slightest change in the rampaging greed of others

Despair regarding the lost night sky stars does not begin to get rid of their useless lights

Feeling responsible for every stupid war does not help prevent the next one, even one bit

Blaming oneself for their poverty will never bring them even a little hope for tomorrow

Seated safe and acting helpless keeps the acid rain falling gently down upon me

Despising our so-called leader’s foolish actions in no way helps us be rid of them

My pitiful attempts at conservation are not visible on the grand scale of our daily waste

Not shopping too much at Wal*Mart isn’t earning our way to some green heaven

Fretting over the melting of the glaciers does nothing but, really, it’s all we can do for them

Taking them to court cannot positively change even one thing in their greedy, shortsighted minds

This puny, yellow squalling does not affect their colossally-costly military insanity

These feeble efforts at recycling are as useless as their childish praying

My squeaking rage against our righteous, willful ignorance influences only myself

Depressing on overpopulation does not provide any birth control for the poor

Whining over far-off habitat destruction does not stop a single poor family’s slash and burn

Email campaigns against rich developers are snuffed just like so much worthless spam

All the tree-hugging, toxic sweatshop-made, plastic bumper stickers only strengthen their resolve

My cute old economy car looks so silly among their vast herds of giant SUVs and pickups

Paying twice as much for stale organic produce just fuels their knowing smirks

They laugh at us for turning down our thermostats as they loll about in shorts inside McMansions

Idling giant cars to eat drive-thru dinners in air-conditioned comfort shits upon all our efforts

How is it that we make the world better by picking up the trash that they keep leaving behind?

Wetland restoration campaigns are jokes given the toxic state of our chanellized and denuded rivers

Thrift is only for the most out-of-touch in this the land of negative savings rate prosperity

Reading and writing are so very yesteryear to the hi-def big-screen texting nextups

what is the point of vast empty forests given our angry and aggressive patriots making payments on their loud and smoky, ATVs, dirtbikes and snowmobiles?

The sum of our foolish guilt stops not one drop from melting off the stupid Greenland ice cap

This conservation stuff can only remain merely a dubious personal virtue of marginal social value

Walking and biking among the gas-powered herds is such an impotent form of atonement

All our shrill green efforts are as so much pointless self-flagellation by clueless penitents