The empty tragedy of climate suicide PR in a New York park, by Joanne Nova.
Pursuit of an untruth ultimately creates a vacuum.
Mr. Buckel left a note in a shopping cart not far from his body and also emailed it to several news media outlets, including The New York Times.
“Pollution ravages our planet, oozing inhabitability via air, soil, water and weather,” he wrote in the email sent to The Times. “Most humans on the planet now breathe air made unhealthy by fossil fuels, and many die early deaths as a result — my early death by fossil fuel reflects what we are doing to ourselves.” …
Perhaps there was some other cause, or mental health issue and the man would have taken his life somehow, someway and left a different note. But if we take him at his word, this was a desperate end. He was chasing the impossible wisp — planetary climate control through CO2. Destined to fail, overwhelmed with the futility, he apparently saw his life as worth more dead than alive, perhaps as some inspirational saint.
For front picture only, don’t bother playing it:
Alas, true saints may sacrifice themselves for a greater cause, but they don’t issue press releases. They don’t pick the time and place. …
There is no honor in choosing unnecessary death, as a kind of global billboard, only tragedy. …
It is all so pointless. If wall-to-wall catastrophe reporting didn’t persuade the crowd, why would a suicide?
All due to a mistake in the climate models, made decades ago on the back of a reasonable-sounding but poor assumption and since overlooked. Book soon.
hat-tip Scott of the Pacific