Global warming is wonderful, short-term. It’s the end of September, and what am I doing? Watching the water glitter and flutter, adding to an already deep skin-bronze, that’s what I’m doing. Yep, it’s 25 degrees out here in the Finnish archipelago of Nagu, and sweat is running from doing nothing but reading something glossy in the sun, while Marvin Gaye occupies the background and the squirrels go nuts over pine cones. Ah, the eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.
There is one ugly spot on the horizon, though. Literally. The government, bless their incompetent tomfoolery, is planning to build lots of wind power plants in the archipelago… Wind power plants! In the archipelago! Do you know, that one wind power plant is as tall as a 40-storey building?! Oh, they’ll just blend in… Translation: they plan to visually pollute, no rape, the most beautiful place in Finland, if not the whole damn Earth! I just faint!
In the name of global warming, of course, we need to act. That’s what Al Gore says. I understand – I try to understand – I try. Ok, let’s say we all have to make sacrifices – wind power is green, thus good, the consensus seem to be. But then you go and read that the target for combined megawatt production of the wind power plants in Finland in 2010 – that is including the potential destruction of the Finnish archipelago – is to reach 500 megawatts. Aha. 500 megawatts… how much is that?
THAT IS A LOUSY ONE PERCENT OF TOTAL ELECTRICITY CONSUMPTION IN FINLAND!!!
Is it really only me that thinks that ruining the extremly sensitive and completely unique mosaic of sea and stone with these horrid white 80 metres tall freakshows is not worth doing for one damn percent? It just can’t be. I am already completely overwhelmed and overpowered by the thought of the government even contemplating this. I. Just. Don’t. Get. It.
I am trying so very very hard to understand. Ok, let’s say the idea of wind power is so fucking irresistable to the gutless zombies of the government, that we absolutely MUST have them, even if they only could produce one (1) percent (%) of what we need. So, go ahead and build them somewhere else in Finland! There is far too much land here to have to destroy the best we have. I’m sure the wind blows elsewhere too.
What I have said here should make sense, no matter what kind of an idiot you, they, are. So why could it happen? Sadly, one can never underestimate the idiocy of idiots. But I promise you this; if they build them, I will become the new Don Quijote. I will throw my lance in the hearts of these beasts. I swear I will. Bolt for bolt, rotor for rotor; they are going down.