Both sides of the highway showed dense forest, the hillside vistas crowded with trees.
I couldn’t see what he was talking about, and said so.
He shook his head and chuckled.
“That forest you’re looking at is about this thick,” he said, taking one hand off the wheel and holding up thumb and forefinger. “Bastards clearcut every hillside except the ones you can see from the road. You look down on this from an airplane and it’s like a goddamn bomb hit it. Nothing but stumps from here to McMinnville.”
“Why do they do that?”
“People need their paper towels.”
They do the same thing here, leave a few trees’ thickness of forest along the roads, but you see nothing but light and stumps behind them. We are doomed.
WE need moderation. It’s impossible for mankind to survive without taking advantage of nature but too much is quite destructive
Infuriating! Back in the middle ages we never needed paper towels and we don;t need them now. We need trees before Earth dies and takes all us stupid humans with it.
Alas, there are those who value paper towels more than they value the legacy of scorched earth they’ll leave their offspring. Convenience is good, and I use some myself, but … at the very least, try to use ones made of recycled paper!
A sad reflection on how well we humans are duped, it made me think that I have not planted enough trees