The Conservation Foundation

During the early stages of the currently ongoing greatest scam of all time, even decades before SCOPE started to manufacture the carbon consensus, a little known organisation was here, there, and everywhere - especially where it mattered most.

The man behind the Conservation Foundation was none other than Henry Fairfield Osborn, Jr¹. Noted conservationist, author², and… eugenicist. These stories always need at least one of those. He was also a longtime president of the New York Zoological Society who today go by the name of the Wildlife Conservation Society³.

In 1948, Fairfield released his book; ‘Our Plundered Planet’. And I swear, this guy is a riot. Always someone slitting their wrists with him near, no doubt.

‘… mankind was involved in two major conflicts — not only in the one that was in every headline, on every radio, in the minds, in the hearts and in the sufferings of people the world over. The other war, the silent war, eventually the most deadly war, was one in which man has indulged for a long time, blindly and unknowingly. This other world-wide war, still continuing, is bringing more widespread distress to the human race than any that has resulted from armed conflict. It contains potentialities of ultimate disaster greater even than would follow the misuse of atomic power. This other war is man’s conflict with nature.‘

If the Club of Rome had a weekly top 40, he’d be a shoe-in for the top spot.

‘The word nature is one of the broadest in our language. In its most general sense it refers to the scheme of the universe. In its narrow sense it refers to the character of an individual, or rather the inherent impulse or power by which character is determined or controlled. Nature represents the sum total of conditions and principles which influence, indeed govern, the existence of all living things, man included. It is the intention of this book not only to support the truth of this definition but to show that if we continue to disregard nature and its principles the days of our civilization are numbered.‘

So relatively quickly, he’s nailed his colours to the mast, and that mast is sinking in quicksand, in the middle of a forest fire, with a tsunami on approach, and a large meteor approaching Planet Earth fast. Yeah, we’re all going to die again.

To compensate for his lack of… party invites, he did what all good, soapboxing men of wealth simply must do. He established a foundation.

The Conservation Foundation.