As John Kerry flies to every corner of the world in his private taxpayer-funded jet, loudly exclaiming a climate endangerment, I very much doubt he chows down on exquisitely-cooked insects, even with a complimentary helping of Heinz ketchup. I hesitate to believe this happens in the halls of Congress, at the World Economic Forum, or in the cavernous dining rooms of the Hollywood aristocracy, those that feeblemindedly join the virtue-signaling climate crowd. Certainly, their climate king Leonardo DiCaprio doesn’t present a gourmet dish of succulent cicadas on his 318-foot superyacht.
Mealworms for the Masses
Mealworms for the Masses
Mealworms for the Masses
As John Kerry flies to every corner of the world in his private taxpayer-funded jet, loudly exclaiming a climate endangerment, I very much doubt he chows down on exquisitely-cooked insects, even with a complimentary helping of Heinz ketchup. I hesitate to believe this happens in the halls of Congress, at the World Economic Forum, or in the cavernous dining rooms of the Hollywood aristocracy, those that feeblemindedly join the virtue-signaling climate crowd. Certainly, their climate king Leonardo DiCaprio doesn’t present a gourmet dish of succulent cicadas on his 318-foot superyacht.