The Age of Stupid -- minst sagt

Borde kanske göra annat än att läsa och blogga detta, men så här inleds Brendan O’Neills fyndiga recension av nya kallad eko-dokumentären (sic!) The Age of Stupid:

"Imagine a film in which an Asian businessman who spoke loftily of ‘eradicating poverty’ was cast as the villain, while an insufferably middle-class wind-turbine developer from Cornwall was held up as the hero.

Imagine a film in which the audience was [...] cajoled into crying when the wind-turbine developer phoned his mum to break the news that Bedford Council refused him permission to build 10 new windmills. Imagine a film which played so promiscuously fast and loose with the ‘scientific facts’ that it strongly implied that the Asian businessman’s penchant for flying was responsible for fatal rainstorms in Mumbai, and that Bedford Council’s rejection of our heroic wind-turbine developer’s planning application led to Bedford’s ‘worst ever floods’ in 2007.

No one would make such a morally warped film, right? Wrong. [...]"

Filmen lär kritisera Indiens utveckling som ger konsumtion samt handlar om ingenjören Piers Guy som år 2050 sitter i ett arkiv i Norge efter det att världens kontinenter närmast utplånats. Men i nutid, 2008-2009, hindrades han från att sätta upp vindkraftsverk. Med tanke på vad jag skrivit om vindkraft torde jag vara att jämföra med en nazisympatisör:

"At one point he compares his creation of windfarms to the RAF’s attacks on the Nazis during the Second World War, in the sense that both are about stopping a ‘global threat’."

Ett av många fyndiga stycken:

"Guy is shown fighting against locals (yokels?) in Bedford who want to stop him building yet another windfarm in their beautiful countryside. His campaign - during which he accuses them of talking ‘complete bollocks’ - is presented as something heroic and historic. In truth, he’s being every bit as much the ruthless capitalist as Wadia, only he’s learned to present his business interests in green, self-denying, anti-holocaust, just-like-the-RAF lingo. When he phones his mother to tell her that evil Bedford Council has rejected his windfarm plans, big movie-style violin music kicks in, and - I kid you not - we are expected to well up. Call me a cold-hearted, climate change-denying Stupid, but my eyes stayed drier than the Sahara in the year 2055 - even after, in another flagrant abuse of science, the news of Bedford Council’s rejection led straight to news footage of Bedford’s floods in 2007. Isn’t that astonishing, the implication that floods are the result of rejecting Guy’s windmills? If Martin Durkin did something so slyly unscientific they’d pelt him with GM tomatoes."

Mark Lynas är visst filmens vetenskaplige rådgivare, men han är naturligtvis även med i filmen som en Not Stupid och... nej, läs recensionen själva! Men för er som mot förmodan dristar er till att inte göra det kan jag avslöja det föga sensationella att Lynas "makes those L’Oreal adverts - ‘here comes the science!’ - look like summaries of the quantum-physics debate between Einstein and Bohr".

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