Jul. 6th, 2013

sharpchick_2011: (Man belongs to the earth)
Have you ever known someone who just hacks, chops, burns, digs, grates, and plows his way through nature?

I do. Although my in-person contact with him is minimal, my landlord just slays me. And not only in a figurative sense.

Every time he rapes the land out here, a little piece of my soul goes with what he takes.

He's doing it again. Had a crew out here, cutting perfectly health trees down.

One of the neightbors asked him why. He doesn't like sweet gum balls.

And he doesn't keep those two yards either. The tenants who live there do, as we all do.

So why does he care?

Because plundering nature is one of his hobbies.
When he first bought this place some 14 or 15 years ago, one of his first orders of business was to clear cut all the pine off of it.

The pileated woodpeckers left. They prefer to nest in mature forests, and ours was gone. He started cutting in the late spring, and I asked him if he was having the logging company watch out for nests with fledgling birds. He looked at me as if I had lost what was left of my mind.

The logging company dragged the trees out of the forest using chains and tractors. They rarely loaded their trucks where they felled trees.

I asked my landlord if he knew how long it takes nature to make an inch of topsoil - all those inches that were being dragged out of the forest wouldn't be replaced for millenia.

He squinted at me, and I knew he was entertaining questions about whether I might be one of those spike-driving tree huggers.

For him, nature is something to be subdued.
No. It's not.

He's just flat-assed wrong.

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