by TheDude » Fri 18 Apr 2008, 05:13:52
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Save Our Elms spends tens of thousands of dollars per year to inoculate a big batch of Ulmus americanas against the Dutch blight. Plenty of mentally ill homeless in Portland fishing through dumpsters for half finished Whoppers...
You have to wonder about the connection between mental illness and the destruction of the eco-sphere, though. There is a branch of psychology that addresses this issue. The suffering and death we inflict on the environment doesn't end there. Our reaction to the aesthetics of environmental destruction, isn't just artistic or sentimental. It has deep moral underpinnings. The aesthetics simply sound the alarm, indicating that WE are the ones we are harming the most, with our actions.
I don't think the builders that cut down SPG's elms thought about their actions on any deep level, or considered themselves insane or immoral. In all likelihood they figure they'll plant some nice paper birches or ashes if they decide they need some flora on their landscape. This is society writ large, I'm pretty resigned to it by now. Maybe Neolithic people are immune from this tendency (although consider Pleistocene Megafauna extinctions), but it doesn't fit in with modern civilization for sure. Tomorrow I'll be zipping up the I5 corridor to Seattle, through "forests" that are actually 500 feet of Doug fir surrounded by miles of clearcuts. At least the loggers in the 19th Cent PNW had some wit and named some of the lakes and hills after their favorite whores!
Anyway, I was just highlighting the plight of the homeless, not necessarily mentally ill. They're as worthy of our goodwill as a tree, no?
Another tree song, very ancient (and found throughout Europe, too):
Upon this hill they are a tree,
A very fine tree and a curious tree,
The tree on the limb and the limb on the tree,
And the tree on the limb and the hill there still,
And forever will you,
Oh my handsome curious tree.
On this limb they are a nest ,
A very fine nest and a curious nest,
The nest on the limb and the limb on the tree,
And the tree on the hill and the hill there still,
And forever will he,
Oh, my handsome curious tree .
In this nest they are a egg ,
A very fine egg and a curious egg,
The egg on the nest and the nest on the limb,
And the limb on the tree and the tree on the hill,
And the hill there still and forever will he,
Oh, my handsome curious tree.
In this egg they are a bird,
A very fine bird and a curious bird,
The bird in the egg and the egg in the nest . etc.
On this bird they are a feather,
A very fine feather and a curious feather,
A feather on the bird and the bird in the egg etc.
On this feather they are a down,
A very fine down and a curious down,
The down on the feather and the feather on the bird. etc.
On this tree they are a root,
A very fine root and a curious root,
The root on the tree and the down on the feather. etc.
Mike Kent of Newfoundland singing a verse of
Tree on a Hill.