A. K. A. Loose Canon
When a civilization insists and insists on its suicide.....well, at some point all you can do is drink a glass of wine and say: "go ahead, busters".
I travelled a lot around Euroland by train, and saw the quasi-religious, adoring gazes the locals would give to windmills. To me, they look like a blight on the landscape. To them, it looks like Notre Dame Cathedral rising up from the plains. Of course, they also just love to pay 10 times as much (or whatever is the coefficient) for "green" energy as opposed to regular one. It's all making sense.
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