Fuck. And. You

I was listening to some NPR story about why people who consider themselves environmentalists don't use CFL lightbulbs.

Cocksucker #1: I would, but they can't be dimmed.

Me(yelling in my car): Fuck you. Yes, heaven forbid saving the planet should cause you some minor inconfuckingvience. Oh, if you can't control the exact level of light in your house, I guess there's no point in anybody fucking living on this planet at all.

Cocksucker #2: The light is just so harsh, so blue. I need to be surrounded by soft light.

Me(yelling in my car): Oh thank God princess here wasn't born before the invention of the incandescent bulb, she would have had to fucking kill herself for the lighting.

Here's the thing. If you can't envision sacrificing something as petty as control over the lighting in which you live, give up on being an "environmentalist." Fuck, give up on living 20 years from now, because some shit is coming down and you are going to have to give up a whole lot more than that.