I Guess Jason and Leatherface Can Start Updating Their Resumes
Today's "moment of anger" is once again brought to you by our wonderful Commander in Chief...
This article was buried in our paper (I didn't even notice it until I looked at the online version). My only disappointment is that there wasn't a cute, ironic name given to this project--my vote was for "National Forests Accessibility and Protection Initiative". See? All that matters is the spin you put on it.
I can't believe that Mark Rey says that the goal was to "afford protection to roadless areas in the right way". Huh? Apparently, the way to protect these areas is to build roads and allow industry, because we all know how well industry protects the land it uses.
What astounds me more is how little the public knows about the beliefs of its highest governing bodies. I guess if you subscribe to the type of Evangelical Christianity practiced by the president, his closest advisors and key cabinet members--namely, that the 'End Times' are almost upon us, then you don't see much point in preserving anything for future generations because...well, there won't be any. All the Bushies will be swept away into a glorious afterlife, while we Godless Liberals roast marshmallows with Bill and Hillary and bitch about the humidity.
Having lived in two of those "Western States" for more than 10 years, I've read all about the fighting that goes on between industry (namely ranchers and loggers) and the powers that be. If you've ever driven around Oregon and seen the acres of stumps that were logging areas, or driven around Pennsylvania to see the devastation caused by strip mining, or driven around Arizona and seen...well, that there's not much worth preserving...but my point is that industry is never going to be happy with a small piece of the National Forest pie. They will demand more and more until we have nothing left, but hey, at least we'll have lumber for all the new houses going up in Queen Creek and AJ!
Not relevant to the topic, but a fun peek at my wacky family:
With the President's popularity at an all time low following the Shiavo fiasco, Social Security, and the endless Iraqi fighting, my Dad (not a liberal guy--he generally votes Republican, but loved Clinton due to the fabulous economy we had) had the following observation: "I'm still trying to figure out how this asshole got re-elected. Everyone I know is complaining about him, but none of them will admit to voting for him. Somebody had to vote for him". My Mom, who admits to mooning the TV in her youth whenever Nixon appeared, says she can't even stand to look at Bush long enough to moon him--a sad turn of events for her. Personally, I don't think you should be mooning anyone at age 56. At the very least, you should check with your physician before attempting it.
This article was buried in our paper (I didn't even notice it until I looked at the online version). My only disappointment is that there wasn't a cute, ironic name given to this project--my vote was for "National Forests Accessibility and Protection Initiative". See? All that matters is the spin you put on it.
I can't believe that Mark Rey says that the goal was to "afford protection to roadless areas in the right way". Huh? Apparently, the way to protect these areas is to build roads and allow industry, because we all know how well industry protects the land it uses.
What astounds me more is how little the public knows about the beliefs of its highest governing bodies. I guess if you subscribe to the type of Evangelical Christianity practiced by the president, his closest advisors and key cabinet members--namely, that the 'End Times' are almost upon us, then you don't see much point in preserving anything for future generations because...well, there won't be any. All the Bushies will be swept away into a glorious afterlife, while we Godless Liberals roast marshmallows with Bill and Hillary and bitch about the humidity.
Having lived in two of those "Western States" for more than 10 years, I've read all about the fighting that goes on between industry (namely ranchers and loggers) and the powers that be. If you've ever driven around Oregon and seen the acres of stumps that were logging areas, or driven around Pennsylvania to see the devastation caused by strip mining, or driven around Arizona and seen...well, that there's not much worth preserving...but my point is that industry is never going to be happy with a small piece of the National Forest pie. They will demand more and more until we have nothing left, but hey, at least we'll have lumber for all the new houses going up in Queen Creek and AJ!
Not relevant to the topic, but a fun peek at my wacky family:
With the President's popularity at an all time low following the Shiavo fiasco, Social Security, and the endless Iraqi fighting, my Dad (not a liberal guy--he generally votes Republican, but loved Clinton due to the fabulous economy we had) had the following observation: "I'm still trying to figure out how this asshole got re-elected. Everyone I know is complaining about him, but none of them will admit to voting for him. Somebody had to vote for him". My Mom, who admits to mooning the TV in her youth whenever Nixon appeared, says she can't even stand to look at Bush long enough to moon him--a sad turn of events for her. Personally, I don't think you should be mooning anyone at age 56. At the very least, you should check with your physician before attempting it.
posted by Krys @ 9:26 PM
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