You Can't Handle the Heat!

Ok, on a political forum that I frequent, sometimes people will post a picture and we're supposed to write a funny caption. Here's one I wrote that I think you'll enjoy...

You can't handle the heat!

Son we live in a world that has ice and that ice has to be protected by men with power. Whos going to do it, you? You Rudy Guiliani? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weap for the corporations and you curse the environweenies. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That a corporations death, while tragic, saves lives. And my existance, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about Global Warming, you want me on the North Pole, you need me on the North pole.

We use words like Horror, Death, Famine. We use these words as the backbone of a political strategy spent scaring people. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to abide by a man that logs on and reads the internet which I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and give up your SUV. Otherwise I suggest you pick up a shovel and plant a tree.

Either way, I don't give a damn, if you think it's not getting hot!