One thing for the new Minister of the Environment (whomever he might be) and his leader to keep in mind: I’ve been watching Battlestar Galactica and I have discovered that there are FIFTY THOUSAND people headed for Earth. Upon learning this my first thought was, damn, they are going to be pretty frackin’ disappointed if we’ve ruined it.
Can you imagine spending twenty years looking for a place and when you get there it turns out to be just a big iceburg or worse, a tree-less desert. If we can’t keep the planet nice for our kids, maybe we could try and clean it for intergalactic house guests.
Just a thought.
(Please note, I’m only on the first disc of Battlestar. If they’ve already arrived, please don’t tell me. And there’s no need to inform the politicians.)