St. Greta Thunberg has been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize for the third year running and is the bookies’ favourite, for her services to infantile ranting, doom-mongering, and historical illiteracy. Just one question: why?
Teenage doomster Greta Thunberg is the hot favourite to win this year’s Nobel Peace Prize. Her predictions of global death and destruction seem to strike a chord with the Nobel committee, gullible youngsters, and cynical politicians alike.
Greta has been in full tantrum mode this week at the Youth4Climate Summit in Milan. Earlier in the week, she lambasted politicians for not acting quickly enough to prevent the End of Days. In true petulant teenage fashion, Thunberg’s critique of the situation amounted to “blah, blah, blah.” Such wise words of wisdom from the teenage soothsayer.
Yet, unbelievably, politicians are taking this nonsense seriously. Italian Climate Minister Roberto Cingolani took these words of wisdom to heart, saying that “the lack of attention in the past, the message is complete … this is what we are trying to do now, to improve.”
Yesterday Thunberg met with the Italian PM, Mario Draghi, and I have no doubt that if she turns up in Glasgow for the COP26 summit next month, Boris Johnson and Nicola Sturgeon, the Scottish first minister, will be queuing up to kneel at the altar of St. Greta.
But why are politicians paying attention to her, and why are they so afraid of her jumbled ramblings? She’s not elected to anything, even though she is now old enough to stand for election, and she is only ever beastly to them.