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With just a soupcon more of its traditional insensitivity, the UN’s Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC), ended its ruefully named “Conference of the Parties 21” (COP21) in Paris on Saturday. I’m sure COP21 was indeed a conference of parties, wild parties, featuring only the best of everything for everyone there. Oysters, pate d’foie gras, Dom Perignon, Courvoisier, hmmm.
After spending nearly two weeks (and gazillions of dollars) at Le Bourget, just, a few miles northeast of Paris, one can only imagine the debaucheries that must have led to the gout & hangovers, which in turn led to the aching heads and blurred vision at the morning conclaves, which furthermore led to the “Agreement” the IPCC has so jubilantly touted.