These oil protesters make me want to scream

tHoSe Just Stop oil protesters. they are really onto something, aren’t they? Just stop oil, people. Just StoP oiL. Why hasn’t anyone thought of that before?

Why don’t we all just sit around together, stopping oil like there is no tomorrow, which apparently there isn’t anyway.

Let’s all stop oil and watch as the world turns dark, tumbleweeds careen down our motorways and hospital generators shut down in the middle of important operations and difficult births.

this week, the protesters glued themselves to important artworks at the Kelvingrove Art Gallery in Glasgow, then the Courtauld, the National and the Royal Academy in London.

one might have hoped that art gallery guards would have been on red alert and armed with pepper spray and tear gas, but like extinction Rebellion and insulate Britain, the eco warriors seem free to hooliganise and cause havoc as they please.

their antics fill me with the same kind of helpless rage i feel when Nick Kyrgios is rude to a tennis official or Hong Kongers who fled to Britain complain about the lack of mental health support here.

it makes me want to glue myself to a work of art, too: Munch’s the Scream.