A tree in the centre of the stage.
The tree holds a cardboard sign: ‘I am not a Sink.’
EXECUTIVE enters, throws a bag full of dirty black coal type things on top of the tree. He is talking on his phone.
Yeah. Great, let’s do that: fifty credits, super.
Another executive enters, throws more coal on top of the tree.
Yeah, we can keep extracting in the Philippines. Yeah, we offset all that – there’s some great carbon sinks in Papau new Guinea.
The executive brings in a hose, holds it up like a penis, squirts oil all over the tree.
More rubbish thrown at the tree.