On the radio a French minister is angry at a company called Fitch. Fitch has the sheer bloody nerve to express an opinion on the credit-worthiness of governments. The minister was upset that Fitch might decide France was a bad bet. The minister spat fury. The trouble with these people, he said, is that they are not ‘accountable’. What a sinister phrase. What a sinister man. The totalitarian instincts of politicians are so often dressed in democratic jargon.

Who poses the greater threat to freedom?   Colonel Gaddafi?  The Taliban?  Or let’s look closer to home, at a sinister group with far, far greater influence on the future of Western civilization.

The Green zealots, with their bicycles and wispy dresses and organic fruit juice, should have us quaking in our boots.  With terrifying single-mindedness, the Green movement is waging war against freedom, for more State control.   And they’ve been at it from the start. 

“Hands off Our Land!” screams the Daily Telegraph, like some shotgun-toting red-faced farmer.  The newspaper, on behalf of the reactionary toffs who form the least pleasant section of its readership, has launched a campaign directed against ‘urban sprawl’ (ie. the rest of us).

On the television news they set up their annual ‘Climate Camp’ in London.  The militant global warmers plant their tents on Blackheath and prepare to march on the City of London, to smash up some banks and moan about free trade and industrial capitalism.  The protesters, interviewed on TV, are all very middle class and nicely spoken.  This is commented upon again in the newspapers.  

Poor Al Gore.   Global warming is fast turning into a joke.  From the jolly Hockey Stick (remember that one) to the topsy-turvy ice core data (what a howler), from the laughable computer models, to the dodgy temperature records … not a single scrap of global warming garbage has escaped the blistering, excoriating scrutiny of McIntyre, Lindzen, Christy, Spencer, Singer, Carter & Co.  The awkward-squad army of sceptics have kicked and trampled this theory to death, not once, but a hundred times over.