Spain: Dad Forgets Crotch Goblin in Car, Sun Turns It Into Crispy Critter. Climate Change's Fault, Obviously.
Another day, another 'unprecedented' heatwave. This time, a toddler gets baked. Was it the father's fault? Nah, it's the WEATHER, stupid.

So, get this: in Spain, a two-year-old ended up extra crispy after her dad left her in the car. Turns out, temperatures are a tad toasty these days. The official narrative? 'Climate change!' as if that absolves anyone of personal responsibility. I mean, sure, the sun's a bit angrier these days, but come on.
The guy forgot his kid. Distracted by a phone call, allegedly. Yeah, because phones never existed before Al Gore invented the internet. This is peak clown world. The authorities are 'investigating,' which probably means they're looking for ways to blame ExxonMobil.
The town council is having a 'minute of silence.' How touching. Maybe they should spend that minute brainstorming how to get parents to, you know, remember their offspring. It's not rocket science, people. Maybe a good old-fashioned reminder note would do the trick.
Of course, the Guardian is frothing at the mouth about 'the climate emergency.' Spain, apparently, is 'one of the European countries most exposed to the effects.' As if the Spanish haven't been dealing with hot weather for centuries. Did they all spontaneously combust before the Industrial Revolution? I think not.
They even trot out the 'expert' from Aemet, who claims rising temperatures are a 'direct and palpable consequence of climate change.' No sh*t, Sherlock. The sun is hot. Water is wet. Politicians are corrupt. Tell me something I don't know.
This whole thing is a masterclass in deflection. The real issue? A parent screwed up. End of story. But no, we have to blame everything on 'systemic issues' and 'global crises' because personal responsibility is sooooo last century. Give me a break.
Meanwhile, the family is getting 'psychological support.' Translation: they're being told it's not their fault, it's society's. Gotta protect those precious feelings, even if it means ignoring the obvious.
I swear, the level of coddling these days is astounding. Back in my day, if you left your kid in a hot car, you'd be publicly shamed. Now? You get therapy and a pat on the back from the climate change industrial complex. Pathetic.
So, let's recap: toddler fried, climate change blamed, personal responsibility ignored. Business as usual in the woke dystopia.


