December 6, 2010
Climate change, flooding, and goddesses, oh Mayan!
Should we be shocked that at the United Nations Climate Change Conference going on right now in Cancun, the executive secretary of the U.N. Framework Convention on Climate Change invoked a Mayan goddess in her opening statement to the delegates?
I'm not shocked at all, for the simple reason that nothing shocks me anymore. If Obama were to sign an executive order that all men must surrender their testicles to the government on their fortieth birthday, I wouldn't be shocked. I really wouldn't. Nor would I be shocked if men complied. I'm also not shocked that the Federal Reserve continues to have plenty of defenders, despite its long history of failing to meet its stated goals and its gazillion-dollar sweetheart loans / bailouts to several all-important financial institutions we can't live without, like General Electric, Caterpillar, Verizon, Harley-Davidson, and Toyota. How in your face can this get? But while many people don't even notice, and those who do notice are shocked, I notice and am no longer shocked.
So I wasn't at all shocked to learn that UNFCCC executive secretary Christiana Figueres told delegates in Cancun that the Mayan goddess Ix-Chel (pronounced ee-shell) was "the goddess of reason, creativity and weaving. May she inspire you, because today you are gathered in Cancun to weave together the elements of a solid response to climate change, using both reason and creativity as your tools."
Nice touch, how she creatively and reasonably weaved in creativity, reason and weaving. But Ms. Figueres conveniently forgot to mention this about Ix-Chel (courtesy of goddessgift.com):
"Kinich Ahau, the Sun God, seemed immune to Ix-Chel’s charms. Yet he was the only one she really ever wanted. For years she had longed for him as she watched him glide across the sky in all his golden splendor. But the more Ix-Chel followed him around, the worse the weather on earth became. As she chased after him the tides would rise, creating floods that inundated the fields and caused the crops to die. So enamored was she, that Ix-Chel did not even notice the havoc she was causing (emphasis added)."
Isn't that nice. Whatever you think about "global warming" or "climate change" or "global climate disruption" (their latest name for it), isn't it odd that the executive secretary of the U.N. Framework Convention on Climate Change would invoke the name of a goddess who caused flooding that destroyed crops and didn't even have the decency to notice what she had done?
That seems rather strange. But, hey: If titans of industry can worship Molech at Bohemian Grove every year, Christiana Figueres should be free to tell the delegates in Cancun that a goddess who was responsible for flooding and the destruction of crops should be a source of inspiration for them.
I'm not saying I'm shocked, because I'm not. But this gathering in Cancun combined with the invoking of a Mayan goddess who caused floods and destruction has me feeling nauseous.
I think I need to go pray to the Porcelain Goddess.
Climate change, flooding, and goddesses, oh Mayan!
Should we be shocked that at the United Nations Climate Change Conference going on right now in Cancun, the executive secretary of the U.N. Framework Convention on Climate Change invoked a Mayan goddess in her opening statement to the delegates?
I'm not shocked at all, for the simple reason that nothing shocks me anymore. If Obama were to sign an executive order that all men must surrender their testicles to the government on their fortieth birthday, I wouldn't be shocked. I really wouldn't. Nor would I be shocked if men complied. I'm also not shocked that the Federal Reserve continues to have plenty of defenders, despite its long history of failing to meet its stated goals and its gazillion-dollar sweetheart loans / bailouts to several all-important financial institutions we can't live without, like General Electric, Caterpillar, Verizon, Harley-Davidson, and Toyota. How in your face can this get? But while many people don't even notice, and those who do notice are shocked, I notice and am no longer shocked.
So I wasn't at all shocked to learn that UNFCCC executive secretary Christiana Figueres told delegates in Cancun that the Mayan goddess Ix-Chel (pronounced ee-shell) was "the goddess of reason, creativity and weaving. May she inspire you, because today you are gathered in Cancun to weave together the elements of a solid response to climate change, using both reason and creativity as your tools."
Nice touch, how she creatively and reasonably weaved in creativity, reason and weaving. But Ms. Figueres conveniently forgot to mention this about Ix-Chel (courtesy of goddessgift.com):
"Kinich Ahau, the Sun God, seemed immune to Ix-Chel’s charms. Yet he was the only one she really ever wanted. For years she had longed for him as she watched him glide across the sky in all his golden splendor. But the more Ix-Chel followed him around, the worse the weather on earth became. As she chased after him the tides would rise, creating floods that inundated the fields and caused the crops to die. So enamored was she, that Ix-Chel did not even notice the havoc she was causing (emphasis added)."
Isn't that nice. Whatever you think about "global warming" or "climate change" or "global climate disruption" (their latest name for it), isn't it odd that the executive secretary of the U.N. Framework Convention on Climate Change would invoke the name of a goddess who caused flooding that destroyed crops and didn't even have the decency to notice what she had done?
That seems rather strange. But, hey: If titans of industry can worship Molech at Bohemian Grove every year, Christiana Figueres should be free to tell the delegates in Cancun that a goddess who was responsible for flooding and the destruction of crops should be a source of inspiration for them.
I'm not saying I'm shocked, because I'm not. But this gathering in Cancun combined with the invoking of a Mayan goddess who caused floods and destruction has me feeling nauseous.
I think I need to go pray to the Porcelain Goddess.
