Sunday, February 26, 2017

What's Bigger Than the Land?



“If Christ hadn’t delivered the Sermon on the Mount, with its message of mercy and pity, I wouldn’t want to be a human being. I’d just as soon be a rattlesnake.”
                                                                                                                                       Kurt Vonnegut


There is a sickness passing through the Land, and it will consume us if we don’t identify it and take the necessary steps. The sickness is plainly evident everywhere, in everything we touch and do and our current prospects are dismal because of it. It has to do with our alienation to the Land, with our allowing that alienation to fester for so very long. But that’s all I can say I know for sure. I can’t precisely put my finger on it any more than anyone else can, but because it’s so central to what we’ve touched for at least the last few generations I feel that any effort to say or write anything about the Land without confronting the sickness would be just another useless nature-writer’s jabbering on top of a pile of nature writing since the wrecking ball years of the Reagan Era, the kind that would put Jesus to sleep.
Jesus, at least the Jesus I grew up with, was a good guy. Why bore him, then, with beautiful, hollow words that miss the point of our predicament? Given the current landscape, the politicians in the pockets of a metastasizing plutocracy, the symptomatic fascisms that inevitably accompany that sort of cancer, given who’s running the country in these most critical of times, several questions rise from the last half-century of missed opportunities like sturdy viruses escaping from the compromised ecosystems of once-healthy forests. If we’re so smart, these questions beg, why are the bastards still running things? The wrecking ball didn’t miss its mark. Why should we? If we’re so smart, why do we continue to allow the bastards to tell our stories for us?
Did I miss something? You decide.

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