Bob Woodward has complained that being seated next to Al Gore during a dinner party was a "Taxing" Experience. I think Bob is being a bit too hard on Mr. Gore, after all, Al's been under a dark acid rain cloud for many years now. Consider Al's brain as a ticking time bomb as he contemplates and calculates how many pounds of chlorofluorocarbons his freezer, refrigerator, ice machine, wine cooler, air conditioner, and ice cream maker produce every day! Those figures don't even include his propane grill or dryer, nor his hot tub, heated water bed , or the space heaters strewn about his various homes. (He has three) Al's brain can barely keep up with the strain. I haven't even mentioned his incalculable carbon footprint for his numerous public appearances. News articles have said that Al is becoming more difficult to be around but that's because in Al's world, the sky is falling and it's falling in big invisible chunks. One of two things will have to happen, either Al will go crazy from the stress and anxiety of trying to save the planet alone with 6 billion uncooperative people or he will have to let go and let God be in charge. The lesson here? At this point, only God can still enjoy the company of Al Gore.