And they just get crazier:

I hated those first few months of motherhood. The baby had colic, Larry was on a soundstage seven days a week, my career was on hold-all of my friends worked-I had no one to talk to. I was isolated and scared. I spent a lot of time walking around the neighborhood, pushing a stroller. I started noticing an enormous amount of SUVs on the street. Everyone was driving them. I frequented a local bookstore and picked up a book called High and Mighty by Keith Bradsher of The New York Times. It was about the proliferation of SUVs and how they were really harming America. It explained that our fuel-economy standards were plunging because of a loophole in the law that classified SUVs as trucks, thereby allowing them to have lower mileage standards than regular cars-fewer miles per gallon and double the carbon-dioxide emissions. So, every time you drove somewhere, to the store, the school, the freeway, you were now all of a sudden doubling your personal CO2 pollution. I panicked, because everyone I knew was driving them. I had had other lightbulb moments in my life-like the first time I tasted good wine and then couldn’t drink the cheap stuff any more; or the moment that I learned that bald men make better lovers, and never dated a man with hair again. But this was different. This awareness landed with a thud on my shoulders. And with awareness comes responsibility.

Uh-huh. I’m having a “lightbulb moment” right now about your sanity. Like Slublog says, are we supposed to take the nutcase seriously? Does anybody take this idiot seriously? She read some hack book by a hack journalists about SUVs and then she panicked? What’s going on here? Why has nobody put Prozac in the nation’s water supply?

And she just won’t shut up:

After connecting the dots when I became a mom, I made it my job to educate myself about the environment and global warming. I read everything on the subject I could get my hands on: books and articles by reporter Mark Hertsgaard (Earth Odyssey); environmentalist Bill McKibben (The End of Nature); Pulitzer Prize-winning writer Ross Gelbspan (Boiling Point); Todd Wilkinson (Science under Siege); and Al Gore (Earth in the Balance). I joined the board of the Natural Resources Defense Council (NRDC), the most effective environmental group in the country. And through them, I met Robert F. Kennedy Jr., NRDC’s senior attorney. Hearing him describe environmental problems as the civil rights issue of our time resonated so deeply with me that it was at that very moment that I decided to devote everything I had to the cause — to become a serious full-timer.

Somebody get the butterfly nets–for her, and all her nutty groupies.

3 Comments

  1. NYC Math Teacher says:

    Am I a bad dad because I don’t belong to the NRDC? Maybe I still need to connect those damn dots.

  2. NYC Math Teacher says:

    Excuse me: Laurie David was “isolated and scared”? I guess all those piles of cash aren’t much company.

  3. weaver says:

    i read the same piece this morning. what do you expect from NPR? they feel so guilty about being well off that they look for things to make them feel bad. that pretty much fits my definition of insane.