I don't agree with his anti-GM message - I think it's just another aspect of the anti-growth ideology that is a typical enthusiasm of the snootier sort of rich guys - and I have never been able to tolerate Charles himself, the Twit Who Would Be King. His public speaking style comes across to me as a uniquely unpleasant mix of obsequiousness and superciliousness, as if he's both sucking up to his audience and looking down his nose at them at the same time. And what is with that tendency to dress up in costumes? He's always popping up at events wearing sailor suits, Scottish highlander garb, regimental uniforms encrusted with dubious medals, and I don't know what all else.
"I think it's heading for real disaster," he said. "If they think this is the way to go....we [will] end up with millions of small farmers all over the world being driven off their land into unsustainable, unmanageable, degraded and dysfunctional conurbations of unmentionable awfulness."
Still, I have to admit I'm full of admiration for whoever wrote that wonderful phrase "conurbations of unmentionable awfulness." It's so visually compelling, making you see some horrible devastated cityscape in your mind's eye. It has such nice meter, and is so compact, that it's practically Haiku:
coming someday soon
The staffer or speech writer who coined that one is wasting his talent. He has a bright future in the advertising business, or political consulting. As for HRH the Prince Charles, well, he's just lucky to have a mother who is willing to financially support him into his old age.