Do you need convincing that maybe, just maybe, the United Nations is populated by a collection of the most insane creatures on the face of this earth? I didn't think so. I know I'm preaching this magnificent sermon to some of the finest voices in the choir, but if you want a bit of evidence to plop in front of your friends who are not yet saved, read this:
Liberty for Bedbugs, Cockroaches, Scrub Oaks and Mother Earth
I checked the calendar. April Fool's Day was two weeks ago.