Freep a Poll! (CNN. Have you reduced your carbon footprint due to glo-bull warming?)

cnn.com ^ | 5-25-11 | CNN

[dynachrome]

Has evidence that climate change is causing more frequent severe weather prompted you to reduce your carbon footprint?

Yes

No

[TheOldLady]

Maybe you have to enable cookies and shut off your ad blockers?

Dynachrome, can you give Ditter a hand with finding the poll on the CNN site?

[dynachrome]

I dunno. It shows up for me. Using IE and most stuff enabled on it.

[TheOldLady]

Yes, it (obviously) shows up for me too in Firefox. ??

[Ditter]

Thanks for trying, it does not show up for me no matter how I do it. I’m sorry because I really wanted to tell them I am NOT green!

[dynachrome]

Does this recent one show up?

http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions

[Ditter]

No, the poll on that one asked if Republicans should give up on Ryans Medicare bill.

[steelyourfaith]

Most surprising that CNN hasn’t pulled it yet.

[dynachrome]

“poll on that one asked if Republicans should give up on Ryans Medicare”

Weird that that one would show up, but not the CNN one

[dynachrome]

(that was a WaPo poll)

[FreeAtlanta]

What a biased question. Do you ever think we will see a question on their site like this?

Will Obama being flat out stupid influence your vote for him in 2012? Yes or No

[PATRIOT1876]

* I bow to your superior poemometry.*

HeeHee! Thanx.

Here’s a poem by Tommy Flanagan himself:

One thin September soon
A floating continent disappears
In midnight sun
Vapors rise as
Fever settles on an acid sea
Neptune's bones dissolve
Snow glides from the mountain
Ice fathers floods for a season
A hard rain comes quickly
Then dirt is parched
Kindling is placed in the forest
For the lightning's celebration
Unknown creatures
Take their leave, unmourned
Horsemen ready their stirrups
Passion seeks heroes and friends
The bell of the city
On the hill is rung
The shepherd cries
The hour of choosing has arrived
Here are your tools

I’ve taken the man-bear-pig’s poem and wrote it the way Al would’ve written it if someone gave him a shot of sodium pentathol:

One thin September soon,

I’ll exposed as a loon,

I’ll blame the carbon on the moon,

From the CO2 that rises to there from your fossil-fuel burning car.

Feverish mind claims science is settled,

Neptune's bones dissolve,

But it isn’t clear if it’s from the cooling caused by the warming or warming caused by the cooling.

Ice fathers floods for a season,

Unless it doesn’t, which is still caused by SUV’s.

Then Joe Dirt is parched, so he takes a drink,

Even drunk, he makes more sense than me.

White lightning's inebriation,

Doesn’t bring the wild imagination,

Of millions of degrees a mile and a half down,

If cap n’ trade passes, we’ll have to ride a horse to town.

Passion seeks heroes and friends,

My friends desert me,

Since the carbon credit swan song has been sung,

Everybody cries if the AGW scam is taken seriously.

My fifteen minutes should been over long ago,

I am a tool.