A couple of anonymous comments of interest.. Is the earth being ruined? Yes it is.. YHWH Said the earth would be ruined by this rebellion we’re all experiencing here.. He said he would put to ruin those ruining the earth which is HIS earth.. Maybe it’s all of us, maybe its not.. If it is all of us then we’re connected to the ruin by modern technology and gadgetry.. Monopoly Electrical Suppliers rather than creating out own private electrical supply using water or solar where possible. Using the oil to transport ourselves.. Vehicles. All of those paved roads out there.. All of those urban jungles which I agree are asphalt and concrete and steel and wires and wood wastelands.. Big cities.. In the comments below there are some legitimate issues pointed out.. Muddled with Pantheist insanity.. And notice the various admissions laced through out the Green Sides Insanity.. Such as “minor research” and eventually wolves are gods..
“Doing some minor research on the fast-developing photovoltaic industry will help understanding that it is outpacing fossil fuel industries.
While the republicans are in general worse, democrats also indulge in pipelines, wolf-killing, and the usualself-interest. (The US population would have, demographers tell us, leveled off at about 285 million, still orders of magnitude too dense. The Obama administration with the same all-energy-forms rhetoric (which Chinese administration used so well to catapult that nation into prominence, for extinctions as well as consumption king) felt that oil and methane should be extracted to continue the colossal energy waste that is the habit of US homeowners, renters, and businesses.
Partially dissenting local groups and indigenous from British Columbia to Washington (state. Call DC the Disease Center it is, with money in politics being the disease), to Oregon and NW California resisting.
The Other San Juan County, in Colorado, has a citizen’s alliance doing its best to resist the fracking that pollutes waters and the methane release that is continuing to destroy air quality and the world’s climate.
I won’t really comment on monkey-wrenching except as history, as it was a pastime for certain kids in the early 1960s in attempt to protect destruction of their local area by developers of all kinds, before it was taken up by later adults & named thus.
Although statues of limitations may protect some of those who might choose to comment on it, it is now suppressed in a draconian manner, with those who engage in it receiving sentences longer than they have so far lived.
There are publications existing on the subject, one such free on the internet:
which is also sold in some bookstores and on the web.
Offered merely as educational material on hidden history, such technologies exist.
The history you were taught in formal education has never been that which actually happened; most sentient animals have lived private lives filled with splendor utterly unknown and incomprehensible to the humans who narcissistically promote their “heritage” “heroes” and other fictions.
Your own lives are as, or more, important, than those who purport to “lead” you about with tasteless green paper, projectile weapons, and sheer dementia (shared by both parts of that equation, “leader” and “follower”).
Nothing further is appropriate to communicate here; to encourage you to step away from the rhetoric, destruction, and fiction of fools, is the intent of the following assertion:
I have known wolves, ravens, even spiders, a couple bears, octopi and others, wiser than the preponderance of humans ever extant.
Among such, in a wider world, is continuing refuge (prognostication: It will be your only one), even while human toys can be used from time to time in a vain hope of protecting your other relatives…”—End comment 1
“Boss of Oregon Cattlemen’s Association in Wallowa County Oregon is a typicla example of these “mom & pop” fictions. He’s from Davis CA, part of a semi-urban complex of ag and cement.
The history of ranching is entirely one of privileged wealth taking advantage of free grazing in North America:
Following destruction of the bison & consequent removal of indigenous tribes, some largely British nobility came in as Ireland, theri previous beef colony was very disruptive. They could never have made a go were it not for railroads tracking their cattle to St Paul, Chicago, St Louis and other slaughter centers.
The Southern California to Texas cattle & sheep ranchers were also wealthy elite, or Mission religion elite, who enslaved los indios, and fed urban growth.
ALL ranchers are entirely urban-dependent.
The US during the two administrations I’ve been watching desires to export cattle, and have pushed this problematic continuation of Prairie-to-Beefeater (England did not become a nation of beefeaters until that 1870s occupation of the prairies, steam and rail transport, icebox refrigeration.).
Canada vies for markets as does Argentina and especially Brazil.
Africa has only a bit over 100 years of forcing beef, and the loss of the desperately needed tsetse fly, who protected wildlife on that continent was a or perhaps THE primary factor in the accelerating extinction going on there.
I can no longer easily find the statistics I encountered showing that the mountain west only produces less than 5% of US beef, but I’m sure the invested can research it.
This means that if the entirety of public lands ranching were completely shut down, little economic effect would occur.
Japan et al. get their beef from cheaper sources than US prices – the industry is heavily subsidized, and everything from world climate to water, forest, and every individual of persecuted native species dies due to these mix of hobby ranchers and rapacious urban expats.
Yet, somehow, those Theocratic mormons who moved west and exploded population due to polygamy and evangelism, whose SOLE intent was to secede or somehow to evade US oversight continue to infest the west with their beehive stinging of all that stood in the way of inordinate wealth, along with the rest mentioned, inject violent discord in a land that cannot handle their numbers, but once was filled with large mammal species and coherent ecosystems, resilient for countless centuries until the advent of the gun and other machines.
I remember my years of visiting certain places which humans largely inhabited at all, solely due to aircraft moving their products to urban areas. The basic problem is human overpopulation.
In spite of ranchers largely being high-school and inheritors of past TRUE land grabs – misuse of Homestead Act and the mistaken checkerboard gift from the feds to railroads, the land-grant barons, sold off or otherwise corruptly created by European culture imposed on continents where wildlife and healthy land and water existed.
The presumption that people, who rot, being supposed lords over land which regenerates, ever enriching, ever-more fecund, is the basic misapprehension.
Once, when working for a Russian friend’s PhD I encountered some tribes who made me understand that digging into the earth was in their understanding, a deep wrong, i realized that all the presumptions of this culture in which you are immersed, refusing to come up for air, were a brutality to all other life.
Even the recent indigenous riseup in North America is at core, one of intrahuman strife over WHO gets to exploit, not a withdrawal in any way from overexploitation itself.
Because of the futility of stemming the human tide, one can only remember Dave Foreman and the Conservation Biologists: Do whatever you can to protect the wild lives that remain, until such time they can reinhabit the land of their forming and birth.
Such nonlethal conflict prevention tactics that prolong the lives of native predators must for now be a part of the Rewilding movement.
I certainly would not myself give substantially to those who would promote the persistence of those 2% or so of ranchers who are sequestering for their private gain and fictional narcissism, the west’s mountain valleys – winter habitat for ALL the remaining wildlife except the sleeping bears and pikas and marmots, and migrating birds.
Yet, every action that saves an adaptive allele in a Mexican Wolf, or a dispersing irremotus or occidentalis, every method of saving one vulnerable life, has some worth.
DOW and NRDC are DC orgs, lobbying in a place that has almost no humans concerned in the least with environment – the big fight, as you see, is between those who want to immigrate more humans and those who want to rawly pollute and scrape empty of life this continent.
Obama did not promote conservation until his final months. He and Bush created Executive Orders using Antiquities Act to save a large subtropical Pacific reef. We are told that it will take more time than Trump will be in office to drill and leak oil into the coastal Pacific and Arctic seas.
I remember the strong-minded Wolf with whom I walked in moondark nights in wild nature: unable to see how to place my feet, I would fall often on my face. Only by watching the vague grey movement, sinuous at the edge of my senses, did I find the way he unerringly followed.
(Yes, every day and every night I felt the tragedy of his being born captive. That being of an integrity far vaster than any human mind or capacity escaped with injury every human restraint and constraint, finally choosing to place one of them between himself and the rest.
I hope only to have seemed sufficient to him with my own life. This comment is part of his legacy, and the distaste I feel toward the roads, the fences, the noisy kazoos of human voices, although emergent in my own as a child, was his – a product of the injuries and abuse they had heaped upon him.
Even the halls of formal learning are twisted toward the imagined supremacy of humans, attempting to warp the future toward their ends.
I do not know which way the “Abandon All Hope” sign faces, even as I do know that all your images of your species “progress” lead only to conflagration. The only beef I ever ate as an adult was a sporadic sharing of what was and is rightfully his. What I voice to those who have made themselves his enemy, his haters, is only said to slip his, and my, relatives, past them.)”—End comment 2
A poem by Aleister Crowley
Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
Coem with Apollo in bridal dress
(Spheperdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God,
In the moon, of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of of the amber fount !
Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantoness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain -come over the sea,
(Io Pan ! Io Pan !)
Devil or god, to me, to me,
My man ! my man !
Come with trumpets sounding shrill
Over the hill !
Come with drums low muttering
From the spring !
Come with flute and come with pipe !
Am I not ripe ?
I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
With air that hath no boughs to nestle
My body, weary of empty clasp,
Strong as a lion, and sharp as an asp-
Come, O come !
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom.
Thrust the sword through the galling fetter,
All devourer, all begetter;
Give me the sign of the Open Eye
And the token erect of thorny thigh
And the word of madness and mystery,
O pan ! Io Pan !
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Pan Pan ! Pan,
I am a man:
Do as thou wilt, as a great god can,
O Pan ! Io Pan !
Io pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Iam awake
In the grip of the snake.
The eagle slashes with beak and claw;
The gods withdraw:
The great beasts come, Io Pan ! I am borne
To death on the horn
Of the Unicorn.
I am Pan ! Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan !
I am thy mate, I am thy man,
Goat of thy flock, I am gold , I am god,
Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod.
With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks
Through solstice stubborn to equinox.
And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend
Everlasting, world without end.
Mannikin, maiden, maenad, man,
In the might of Pan.
Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan ! Io Pan !
What a crazy dark world this is…