Welcome to Club Earth. Before I tell you about the magic found inside the club, let me tell you that this blog is your source for a powerful metaphor to describe the environmental processes in a way that everyone will understand, through the dance club.
Matt Groening helped to provide one of the funniest satires to date to explain the process of global warming, but he got the picture half right. My idea here is to help provide a more complete metaphor for people of all ages. Now it is time to get HOT!
In the club, we have five characters:
Global warming-the playa who keeps the ladies and gentlemen in
Global dimming-the security guard who knows how to keep the riffraff out
The DJ and bartender are the humans who know how to have fun!
The Taps are the factories that produce energy
Sun rays-the club goers, hottest guys and girls in town
Frozen methane hydrate—- the gang always behind the scenes but not seen
At the club, we invite sunrays to come in and play, but our club security guard knows how to keep the bad ones out. His efforts help to keep the club from getting too hot, but we have our own playa who likes the action to get wild. His smooth moves and lyrical words tease and delight the ladies and gentlemen, while the DJ keeps the music rolling and the bartender create drinks to order. Of course, the security guard and playa have their tension, but they know the other limits.
To improve the club, the bartender decides to try something new tonight, install scrubbers or filters to create the purest water and drinks from the tap. He has it in mind that he will keep all the impurities out so that rays can have more fun.
The security guard tries some purified water before his shift, but the filter was poisoned. He falls on the floor. The playa notices, gets on the cell to call EVERYONE he knows to hop, and the club gets really HOT. The playa is keeping everyone in tonight. The word spreads of the noise at Club Earth, and guess who joins in. That’s right, the gang. They show up and and see the playa who is from a rival.
Guns fire, bullets rattle, and the club goers never leave. Despite common sense, the club goers just keep entering with playa and gang going at it.
Welcome to Club Earth. Please tell everyone about us, and use the metaphor for designs and posters.
