Only minutes before he had been espousing the value of slowing down and making time for each other (…)
Instead here I was, an educator and great promoter of his books, looking for help with the generation he claimed was most important, but because I was not spending money (other than the $45 I spent to hear him lecture), I was waved off.
I used to be proud to call Dr. Suzuki one of my heroes, and now I can see that he is a hypocrite.
Nothing new, of course.
I had my own unpleasant encounter with David Suzuki back in the 1980s, when he went out of his way to turn around and cross the street to where a bunch of us peaceniks were holding a “stop dropping dummy bombs on the Innu” rally outside the Eaton Center. He crisply told us we were wasting our time, that the world was doomed, and we should all go home. Then he turned on his heel and hurried off.
(UPDATE: look, here’s another David Suzuki horror story! All the cool kids have ’em.)
If he ever had the nerve to show up in my basement, I’d blow his head off.
Only in Canada could a man that butt ugly have his own TV show.
That David Suzuki is a poser and a hypocrite is common knowledge. He’s fathered five children and lives in a giant house while lecturing peons about the danger of overpopulation and “carbon footprints.”
And his followers dutifully buy it — and keep sending him money.
These are exactly the same types of “enlighted”, “educated” “progressives” who tsk at the stupidity of those in Quebec or California or Guyanna who commit ritual suicide at the behest of their obviously crazy cult leaders.
David Suzuki is just Jim Jones in slow motion.