great speech by fuel poverty action at BG

To heat or not to heat -- that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer 
The cold and hunger borne from your outrageous fortune
Or to raise arms against the slew of price hikes
And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep –
Perchance to dream
But what dreams can be had in a frozen bed
And die we would not – though
Ten thousand died in this year past
For poverty of fuel. And across the globe,
Many more have shuffled off this mortal coil
In drought, in flood, in failing harvests, rising tides,
Tides unnatural, made by the artifice of men
Who care only for profit. Aye, there's the rub.
Do we not have a right to heat AND to eat
Do we not have a right to energy that is cleaner and greener
And cheaper, free from the profiteering
Of this odious corporation
British Gas, in thy orations may thy sins be remembered
Shareholders, this only: to thine own self be true.