I’m sorry, but I really don’t understand the thinking behind Live Earth. A bunch of hypocrites prancing about on multiple stages ostensibly to raise awareness about global warming while being ferried to and from the event in their private jets, helicopters and limos while guzzling bottled water? Call me Victor Meldrew if you like, but if ever there was something that felt singularly pointless, it would be this. Marina Hyde feels the same way.
I think I’ll crack open a good book instead. James Lovelock’s The Revenge of Gaia seems somewhat appropriate, I feel.
Update: I did read the book. My thoughts about it are here.

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