Hold up a second. The ones already spinning their bird-blenders have been gorging on public subsidies like ticks at a taxpayer buffet—so much so they’ve damn near ruptured the public purse. And now that they’re up and whirring, we’re supposed to believe they’ll glide forever on sweet, free-market breezes? Please. That was always the lie—”just a little push,” they said, “then it’s smooth sailing!”—but now we find out the so-called reforms only apply to new projects, not the existing subsidy vampires already latched onto the grid. Meaning, of course, that we’ll keep bleeding money from every fiscal orifice indefinitely, all for the honor of hosting glorified lawn ornaments that can’t survive without constant state handouts. The developers knew this, the politicians knew this, but they sold us the startup fairy tale anyway because the real pitch—pay us forever and shut up—wasn’t exactly a crowd-pleaser. Filthy liars, the lot of them. Renewables, my ass. More like eternal financial combustion.
