Children, stop yelling at me, or I will make certain the climate changes for the worse

CHILDREN, THINK VERY CAREFULLY ABOUT YOUR NEXT MOVE.

Children! Have you not enjoyed plastic straws to your heart’s contentment? 

I walk in the halls of power. I wield votes. I enter smoke-filled rooms to which you complain that you lack access, although, at the rate things are going with the climate, soon you will have access to smoke-filled rooms, too. Every room! Even outdoors!

But you seem, somehow, not to get it. You seem to think I am someone you might want to lecture and argue with and protest and even, perhaps, alienate.

I hope I do not have to say this more than once: I have nothing to lose. So think very carefully about what you will do next. I may not live to see the enormous wave that engulfs your coastal cities, but that does not mean I will not have caused that wave.

Think to yourself about the following sentence: “The congressman fought hard to protect the earth that would be occupied by future generations, generations for whom the congressman had nothing but respect because they had never appeared to bother the congressman when he was just trying to have a nice afternoon and not be asked frustrating questions.”

Read the opinion piece from The Washington Post by Alexandra Petrie - “Children, stop yelling at me, or I will make certain the climate changes for the worse.”