Tax the plastics, and whence they came
Tax your shirt, shoes and briefs
Tax the tires, the paint and fuel with tank
Tax the garden hose, the plumbing and the fences
Tax the glue that hold your teeth
Tax everything from eeevil oil.
Fine you say, I will switch to all cotton, wood, leather and wool,
Paper bags lined with beeswax (all natural of course)
Ceramics and glass as in days of old, but no, can’t use any fuels that greens do not like
But no! Crieth the greens, can’t cut trees, ,harm the sheep, kill cattle or stress the bees
And cotton is evil, needs much water and urea (not to mention slave labor in China)
OK, we go nuclear, energy for cheap, with which we will smelt and weave and make from nature (oh! and Oil is natural as can be).
Nay! That is worse, no nukes, no oil, no nothing at all
Woe to the whales, we shall revert to their rendering for sputtering wicks and light in the eve.
Burn wood for heat, it is renewable you know (except in California).
Walk to work, but Whoa Nellie, there is no longer any work, as production dwindles,
Have meal, if you grow your own, see there will no longer be supermarkets or stores.
Or cooling and heating, with freedom to move
We revert to the 40 year lifespan of hard labor to survive. Law of the jungle returns for sure (hello Chicago).
And lest you doubt this, all greens will be quite tasty, fried up over a wood fire out in the forest, where no one remains to hear their lament.