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Editor’s note:  The following satire is copied from a new and wickedly delightful Australian website, “Stop These Things:  The Truth about Wind Farms in Australia.”

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Maybe it’s because it’s the end of the year.

But today we are, for some reason, reminded of Monty Python. Black is white. Up is down. The Ministry of Silly Walks and a dead parrot.

So in this spirit, here’s our contribution. It’s called the Department of Wind Farms.

Let’s call our two characters … um … Simon and Noel.

Knock! Knock!

Simon: Yes? Come in. Sit down.

Noel: I’m sick.

Simon: No you’re not.

Noel: Since the wind turbine started next door I’ve been feeling crook.

Simon: You’re imagining it.

Noel: No, I’m really sick.

Simon: What are your symptoms?

Noel: Headaches, nausea. And I can’t get to sleep.

Simon: Bollocks!

Noel: What do you mean?

Simon: You’re jealous

Noel: Jealous? Of what?

Simon: All the money your neighbors are making.

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