Well, I did promise, and don't like to welch, so here goes. It's only a silly rant, not a treatise, but I like the chorus:

Another Monday morning, and the news is not so grand
The world is turning upside down, it's hard to understand
In January the daffs are out, in May the corn is ripe
And politicians arguing whether it's fact or hype.

There's polar bears are drowning and lakes are going dry
The Yellow river long ago has kissed the fish good bye
And as I'm walking to my work, perturbed to some degree
You drive by in your monster truck and fart upwind of me.
You fart upwind of me
You fart upwind of me
You drive by in your monster truck and fart upwind of me.

I do not doubt your right to own a car and drive about
I'll demonstrate next to you and shout the slogans out, (for)
Despite what they say about the ozone and the soot,
The thing about pollution is, the sunsets are a beaut.

But you'll have your petrol guzzler, and wash it twice a day
Your strawberries are fresh from Spain, picked only yesterday
You moan about the lack of slopes with snow that's fit to ski
Block out the news, drink your champaign and fart upwind of me
You fart upwind of me
You fart upwind of me
Block out the news, drink your champaign and fart upwind of me

Yet somewhere now there is kid, just playing in the yard
She wants a better life and she 'll study very hard
Her name is not important for we know that very soon
She'll be one more statistic in the worsening monsoon

And all you politicians, it took you time to note (that)
The world around is changing fast and could affect your vote
I send you to a conference new measures to agree
You wine and dine and talk a lot, and fart upwind of me.
You fart upwind of me
You fart upwind of me
You wine and dine and talk a lot, and fart upwind of me.

From George to pdq with love
April 2007