If I had to offer up just one thing I have learned from my years of
environmental campaigning, it would be this: any attempt to protect
nature from the worst human depredation has to speak to people where
they are. It has to make us all feel that the natural world, the
non-human realm, is not an obstacle in the way of our progress but a
part of our community that we should nurture; a part of our birthright.
In other words, we need to tie our ecological identity in with our
I met Sam when he came to the university library one afternoon. He was sweet, funny, and a little nerdy. It seemed like I never met nice guys anymore. And after my disaster of a relationship and subsequent nasty breakup, it was nice to be interested in someone again.
“So you’ve been in Amherst for a few days?” I asked, shuffling through discarded books on the table.
Sam studied the maps in front of us for a moment, before he focused on my question. “Yeah, my brother and I are working here on a job.”
In the world of corrupt politics as usual: Lobbyists write the laws that benefits corporate America with corrupt politicians and the president are only in office as a rubber stamp approval to help pass these laws. But we won’t hear any of it since corporations also the major tv networks.