Climate change is supposed to be the critical issue of our time, perhaps only eclipsed by the necessity of finding the right pronoun to use when speaking about a blue-haired, excessively obese drag queen. We are expected to shiver in the dark, eating bugs to heal planet Earth, and we know this because "scientists" like Naomi Orestes from Harvard tell us so. 

The seriousness of that message is emphasized by her own obvious seriousness. What else could explain her willingness to get all girly girly giggly with famed social justice warrior Jane Fonda?

You know, the Jane Fonda who famously went to North Vietnam to pal around with vicious murderers who were torturing American prisoners of war in Vietnam. 

Fonda, who is now a handsome 86, intrigued our Harvard Earth Sciences professor with a radical proposal for saving the planet: a "pussy strike," and Oreskes gleefully took up the idea. There is nothing like a Harvard Earth Sciences professor giddily embracing such an innovative solution to an existential threat. 

Perhaps, this being Hollywood, denying access to Jane Fonda's and Naomi Oreskes' privates does seem like the nuclear option. After all, Hollywood is nothing if not sexually omnivorous, so a sex strike is the "Break Glass Only in An Emergency" measure. 

Wait until Fonda pulls out the ultimate weapon: restricting access to child actors. Hollywood would shut down and the economy would thankfully collapse. 

Liberals actually think these spectacles work to get their message across. Actresses giggling with Ivy League  psuedoscientists whose claim to expertise is having stayed at a Holiday Inn Express chatting amiably in front of other elites about how the normies should give up any comfort in their lives. 

Oreskes, by the way, is a columnist at Scientific American, which has reliably informed us that the sex binary was invented by misogynists in the 18th century. Men and women didn't exist before then. 

They no doubt had double-shot soy lattes before the event, and afterward, they sat down to a wagyu steak dinner with caviar flown that morning from Russia. The vegans in the room were no doubt treated to vegetables and grains flown from all corners of the globe, prepared by free-range chefs from France, especially for their enjoyment. 

Wine from Gavin Newsom's vineyard was undoubtedly an option, as was a bottle from Nancy Pelosi's. 

Everybody has to have a vineyard, you know. It is a wonderful hobby. You need a nice glass or two to get over the trauma of fighting climate change. 

No word yet on whether Oreskes or Fonda departed the area in a limo to fly off in a private airplane, although one presumes they did their best to avoid the climate-denying hoi polloi.