The Booty Report

Arrr, methane's still climbin' high, matey! Even with promises, that gas be as stubborn as a scallywag!

2024-09-19

Arrr, matey! The sky's been spyin' on the U.S. crew, seein' 'em puffin' more of that devilish greenhouse smoke, even as they swear to batten down the hatches. Aye, it be like a pirate vowin' to quit rum while downin' a tankard!

Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn about the landlubbers across the mighty sea—those scallywags known as the U.S. of A! It seems these land-dwellers be lettin’ forth more of that vile greenhouse gas, a potent brew that warms the very seas we sail upon. Aye, they be makin’ promises like a sailor promising to share his rum, but their actions be speakin’ louder than a cannon blast!

According to the wise folk of the research decks, those shiny satellites up in the sky be catchin’ the U.S. in the act! Instead of battening down the hatches and puttin’ a cork in their emissions, they be puffin’ out more gas than a bloated whale after a feast! “Fear not,” they say, “we’ll be cuttin’ back!” But me thinks their words be as empty as a treasure chest with naught but a rusty nail!

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