I once was a pawn
for the
Eco-tally-ban. With all the conviction of a hell-fire
and damnation evangelical
street preacher convinced the second coming of Christ was
tomorrow, the Eco-tally-ban instilled in me the fear of a
dying world.
As I grew older and wiser I grew to value
the wood in my home the leather of my shoes, the safety of
my SUV, the magic of my light switch, and the ability to
make a living in the mountains. I have always valued the
rejuvenation of my soul after doing anything in the woods.
As a nature lover that moved
to the Rocky Mountains for its many blessings it is my
hope that the Eco-tally-ban quits crying wolf about their pet peeves. Their divisive
and deceitful ways ruin the cause of honest purveyors of
environmental science and as a concerned citizen of earth
I prefer to trust the messenger and the Chicken Littles of
the Eco-tally-ban negate my ability to do so.