There's nothing funny about global warmingbut there should be

Another victim of the climate hysteria: Global warming drowns comics By Andrew Bolt

...And now I’m sure you, too, see what’s missing from this festival.

It’s the greens. No one’s eating their greens.

Sure there are greens aping comics, but there’s no comics aping greens—exposing this great army of wailing, protesting, exaggerating, hectoring, posturing cause-pushers and bandwagon-jumpers to healthy mockery. And this is a great offence against comedy. Since when did comics have sacred cows?

The failure here comes in two parts. First, no one today is more naturally absurd than a global warming alarmist.

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What madness on legs, and yet is there a single joke being told about these gurus, scaremongers and gimme-cash snakeoil salesman?

Heaven forbid! It would be like breaking wind in church to our po-faced comics, who have forgotten one of the great constants of comedy. [The second failure.]

It’s this: the fashionable are funny. In the sudden enthusiasms of the public lies all the manure needed to grow good satire.

And even more importantly: the powerful must be mocked. The pompous and the pious are just a joke waiting for a banana skin.

And the sanctimonious hypocrites, above anyone else, have a bullseye pinned to their pants.

Inspired comics and satirists have known this for centuries, and have memorably mocked the preaching, prating hypocrites of their own day—in a way Melbourne’s comics do not.

I guess Kermit was right: It’s not easy being green. As Bolt (and some of the commenters) point out in defense of the comedians (?) involved in the festival, it's very difficult to make fun of people and groups who, rather unintentionally to be sure, do such a good job of making a mockery of themselves and their message.

Read some of the comments as well. I found the one about the lack of a sense of humor as a requirement for the left to be quite on the mark.

h/t to BirdDog at Maggie’s Farm