I Can Write Stories! Want This Job!

This help wanted ad came to me via my LinkedIn account:

Here is how Climate Power describes themselves:

Climate Power is an independent strategic communications and paid media operation focused on building the political will and public support for bold climate action. Founded by the Center for American Progress Action Fund, League of Conservation Voters, and Sierra Club, Climate Power integrates hard-hitting research, polling, state and national earned media, digital and paid media to influence the national conversation, embolden leaders to take immediate, bold climate action, and expose climate deniers and their oil and gas lobby allies.

About This Role

Climate Power is seeking a highly motivated, organized professional with a strong communications and advocacy background to serve as the Director of Storytelling. The Director will work with Climate Power staff and consultants to recruit and engage a diverse bench of storytellers to show, not tell, the benefits of the clean energy economy. Additionally, the Director will train storytellers and businesses to tell specific stories about the clean energy economy, benefits of tax credits, and more, online, in the press, and in paid media. 

So, I wish to begin my Climate Power "Director of Storytelling" application with a story:

Once upon a time, there were villagers inside a "beltway" -- a fortress with its own language (e.g.,"standing up" rather than "creating"), its own homogeneous beliefs (93+% didn't vote for Trump), and a strong belief in magic (wind energy will wondrously replace reliable fossil fuels even though it works just 34% of the time). Their magic leads them to believe that if they spend 20 billion of other peoples' magic beans this year and 21 billion next year, they have "cut spending." That, they say, is bad.

So, the villagers got together and decided that the trillions of magic beans already spent fighting climate change equates to having

done nothing. 

They had a meeting and decided they need more power over the people who live and work outside of the beltway and already send much of their hard earned money to the magic village. For example, a family flying on an airline for their vacation is a bad thing, they say, because it creates a mysterious gas that grows plants and makes food. They believe it is "better" if the strangers eat bugs for dinner while they eat meat, eggs and cake. Of course, the villagers don't know much about airlines because many of them still wear masks (even outdoors) and fly "private" jets so they do not become contaminated by these people their Queen calls "deplorables." 

All they know is that the deplorables' smell bad and freedom for those outside is bad. When used by the wise villagers, power is "good."

In fact, because the benign villagers are so worried about the diets of the deplorables, the villagers have, themselves, learned to harvest. Rather than food, however, the villagers have gone outside the beltway to harvest something they call "ballots." If the harvest is bountiful enough they will get the power they deserve. 

Once they have more power, they will live happily ever after.

THE END