The Dirty Harry Climate Change Challenge

The Millennial Generation has been driven insane by all the Global Warming/Catastrophic Man-Made Climate Change propaganda that they have been fed first by the spoonful and later by pitchforks & shovels.

The the vast majority of these young adults literally believe that The Physical World As We Know It Today will have ceased to exist when they turn fifty, or about twenty five years from now.

The planet will be virtually uninhabitable, either gone completely scorching desert or flooded out by WaterWorld-like never-ending rain.

Kinda like present-day Seattle…

Reason and common sense fall on deaf ears.

“You’ll be dead!”

“We’ll have to live on the planet you destroyed!”


Fair enough.

But here’s a wager I’ll make with My Favorite Millennial from Beyond the Grave and I encourage other Sparticles to Do The Same:

Pick a catastrophic scenario; Millennial’s choice, anyone you want.

Now pick a date that this will happen by.

Just for example let’s say January 1, 2040 and let’s go with a mean global temperature rise of 2.5 degrees Celsius – enough to cause Horrible Disaster.

I’ll take $1,000.00 green cash American money, put it in an envelope with Your Name on it, draw up papers with the perpetual law firm of Dewey, Screwem & Howe and hand it to them all fees prepaid by me, The By Then Deceased, to hold until 2040.

If The Millennial is right Ze/Zir just made a cool grand, which will come in handy in such a hot & wet climate.


If Stiff and Moldering Ol’ Uncle Bruno is right, and no such nonsensical catastrophe has occurred, the Full 1K is Publicly Donated in the Name of The Millennial to the American Nazi Party, the Ku Klux Klan or what ever is the Current Most Odious Entity that exists at said date (Attorney’s choice).

And said donation in The Millennial’s name is publicized upon the Widest Ranging Media Platform of the Day.


You believe, I don’t.

One of is right, one of us is wrong.

I put up my money, you put up your Settled Science.

If Global Warming is real this is a No-Brainer bet and an easy payday.

If not, you’ll sure look the fool now, won’t you Ze & Zer Millennial.

Taking my bet?

In the immortal words of Inspector Harry Callahan: “Are you feelin’ lucky, Punk?”

No, I didn’t think so…






Bruno Strozek

Written by Bruno Strozek

Bruno Strozek is the author of occasionally semi-coherent piffle and has been a Writer/Editor at Sparta Report since July 2016.

Strozek, along with his alter-egos the decadent, drug-addled Sixties refugee Uncle Bruno and his intolerably feminist SJW Cousin Brunoetta have been riding the not-yet crested wave of deplorability with posts covering politics, sports, entertainment and zombies.

Aptly described as both "hilarious and deeply disturbed" Strozek has enthusiastically embraced the recommendation of the late Raoul Duke that "when the going gets weird the weird turn pro."

Although he has fallen far short of his bucket-list goal of writing for such respectable rags as The National Enquirer and The Weekly World News Strozek is grateful for the opportunity to pen his unhinged screeds at Sparta Report and is constantly amazed and delighted at the reception his pieces receive in the cements.


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