The War on My Grand-Children.

I doubt very much that humanity will survive the “century”, and I’m not sure that’s such a bad thing.

Grant that the Western Pine Bark Beetle infestations are cyclical going back at least ten thousand years and an intricate part of the Ponderosa Pine regeneration process but that cycle is broken now. Reports out of Oregon State University’s (“America’s” first) Forestry Program indicate that due to the nearly three degree rise in ambient temperature on the Oregon High Desert the Lodgepole will not come back, there may be one good burn remaining to germinate the Ponderosas, and no one has any idea what “weed” species will then hitch-hike in to establish a new ecosphere.

The next daughter-diddler that tells me I’m arrogant to think humans can change nature is going to get busted in the mouth.

I do not, however, hold the Forest Service entirely to blame… through twenty-five years of environmental obstructionism we’ve lost the opportunity to combat these patchy outbreaks before they turned into the 750,000 square miles of dead standing timber out there waiting to burn from Mt Shasta (N California) to Southern Alaska. Funny, twenty-five years ago people began moving here specifically to shut down the traditional way of life my family enjoyed here going on seven generations. I’ve already busted a few those mouths.