The world is becoming so overpopulated that nature will one day wreak its revenge, claims Jeremy Irons, the actor.
The crap actor. I only saw one movie with him I liked and he got chinned in that one by Bruce Willis – as it ought to be. Anyway, he’s entirely replaceable with Alan Rickman for being Bruced.
Launching himself as a green campaigner, Irons has revealed plans to make a documentary about sustainability and waste disposal, likening himself to Michael Moore, the controversial film maker, although “not as silly”.
That tramp’s mate Moore! Oh, be still my splitting sides! “Not as silly” – setting the bar a little low for yourself there aren’t you Jeremy? Sticking a bassoon up your arse and farting the theme from “Crossroads” would be less silly than anything that scruffy fat cunt ever put on film. Why not adopt the stage name “Woodwind” and see what Ant & Dec think on “Britain’s got Twats”? You shall make less of a fool of yourself.
The increasing global population would put an intolerable strain on the world’s resources, Irons said, and the gulf between developing countries and westerners living a bountiful “pie-in-the-sky” existence must be addressed.
Jeremy Irons has seven homes.
“One always returns to the fact that there are just too many of us, the population continues to rise and it’s unsustainable,” he said in an interview with The Sunday Times. “I think we have to find ways where we’re not having to scrap our effluent junk and are a really sustainable planet.”
Such as perhaps only having six homes Jeremy?
Natural systems of self regulation may stop population growth, he said: “I suspect there’ll be a very big outbreak of something because the world always takes care of itself.”
Jeremy suspects so we must all be afraid. I personally am hording canned goods and digging a hole in the garden for some reason. Samuel Pepys buried his whole Parmesan cheese in the back garden when he saw the Great Fire of London and no surprise there because last I checked the stuff was about 18 quid a kilo at TESCO.
He is seeking funding for a film on sustainability, which he hopes will be in the manner of An Inconvenient Truth, the Oscar-winning Al Gore documentary on climate change.
Oh, Jesus Q Chriscringle on a hybrid powered tricycle! But note the new tilt. Climate change is just so last decade darling! Various munters are muntering on about biodiversity and now population is rearing it’s ugly head again. Green is just a form of puritanism and it will use whatever scare it can muster. It’s like Victorian moralists causing a panic over masturbation.
The 61-year-old actor went on to speculate that either disease or war, “probably disease”, could become nature’s way of halving the population.
Quoth the leading authority on epidemiology. “Jeremy Irons Speculates” – it ought to be on Channel 4 after “Come Dine With Me”.
“We’ll be pulling in a lot of expert opinion and we are in talks for funding,” said Irons. “We hope it will be a movie.”
Oh… Magic. I can’t wait.
The actor, who says he is apolitical although he is a former Labour donor and his wife Sinead Cusack is “deeply socialist”, has already made a plea for action in a short video for an organisation campaigning to end world hunger.
There are things costing half a million quid at the end of beds in ICU called kidney machines that take less piss than Irons.
In a film on the website 1billionhungry.org, Irons declares: “People around the world suffer hunger — 1 billion. Now that’s bad, worse than bad, that’s crazy! We’ve got to get mad. I want you to get mad. I want you to get up right now, stick your head out of the window and yell, ‘I’m mad as hell’.”
You said it Jeremy. And out of which of the windows of which of your seven homes will you be yelling Jeremy? Don’t get me wrong here – I’m not a believer in the fixed wealth fallacy – but Irons clearly is so he is a stinking hypocrite by even his own standards.
“In the West we tend to have smaller families anyway, but in developing countries we need to offer as much technology and medical aid as possible. Whether that can happen before some natural disaster kicks in, we’ll have to see.”
Sterilise the nig-nogs then is it Jezza? I don’t have any kids so when do I get my Merit Badge?
The grimmer alternative, says Irons, is to continue to inflate the richer western economies to bursting point at the expense of poorer nations: “We would have to ringfence those who are starving and fighting over water, keeping everybody out. We’d live in a sort of fortress world, with an area which is fine, with its guarded oil pipe coming from Afghanistan or wherever, but I can’t see that working.”
The ultimate solution, he says, is for us all to live less decadently — growing our own food and recycling instead of replacing goods: “People must drop their standard of living [so] the wealth can be spread about. There’s a long way to go.”
Jeremy Iron’s seven homes include a pink castle in Ireland and he’s telling us to live less “decadently”. Note the explicit fixed wealth fallacy as well. This world is over-populated and Jeremy Irons is a patent example of the sort of well-chiseled twatter we could very easily live without. Of course he is protected because his missus is “deeply socialist” and he is a philosopher-king of the New World Order. Prince Charles is similarly deluded. The point at which I realised that Chuckles was not just mad but a truly evil virtouso upon Shatner’s rusty oboe was when he grabbed his Granny’s gaff after she popped her clogs in hock to the bookies and the gin merchants (that’s how I wanna go) because just having Highgrove would have meant he was “living above the shop”. The sheer unbelievable fucking arrogance of that is awesome. I mean Clarence House is a pretty cool crash-pad for when you’re in London – you utterly unbelievable cunt Chuckles. Yes, that’s the same Chuckles who has praised Islam for it being contra Western “decadence”. That’s fucking easy to say when you have two palaces (we shall gloss over his bizarre desire to be an ugly woman’s tampon for we all know where they end-up – well I do from an A-Level marine biology field trip). Anyway the grim “anti-materialism” of Islam is only paradise postponed to some sort of Vegas knocking-shop in the sky.
Don’t get me wrong. I have nothing against the rich per se. I think it’s pretty cool that Lakshmi Mittal could hire Versailles for his daughter’s wedding. I’m not even citing Mr Mittal because he is self-made but simply because I have never heard Mittal pronounce from on high about how average Joes like me ought to be using less stuff or having fewer kids. It really is the road to serfdom that Irons, Gore, Chuckles and all the rest of them point the way to and that with epic cunts like them as our feudal overlords.
Welcome to the endarkening. We had a reasonable innings.
And we could have been so magnificent.
Do not ever forget that they do this without sacrificing anything themselves or that they can only say this because they are simultaneously nucking futters and truly profound cunts.