Of course I'm hopelessly naive, but I just can't help thinking that all these big time coal, oil and (how shall I put it . . .) generally fossilized captains of the fossil fuel industry - know exactly that what they are doing will result in pretty much catastrophic change to the planet. They know that. They're smart. They know how the atmosphere acts like a big fat greenhouse. They know they exasperate global warming by doing what they do. I bet they wish it wasn't true. It must be such a bother for them - all those people yelling and screaming for them to stop . . . but it is true. They know it's true.
I bet they'd just love some kind of fix. Something that would allow them to keep pulling all that exquisitely sequestered carbon up from the earth and keep peddling it to whoever will buy it . . . with no one yelling at them to stop . . . but there just isn't.
Maybe they just need something else to do. No, on second thought, they need something even better to do than what they're doing now. Something even more fun. Something that would allow them to stop triggering the catastrophe they have unwittingly started - while permitting continuance of the wonderfully privileged and powerful lives they live.
Sadly, I just can't think what that might be.
So I guess the only practical course to to proceed with beating them into submission.
Seems like such a waste though when we could instead be doing something constructive.