Sublime

Across the road from where she’s parked, aspens tumble down the basin toward Fish Lake, where five years earlier a Chinese refugee engineer took his three daughters camping on the way to visiting Yellowstone.

If I can’t save us then let me feel you happy and safe under my chin. If this will drown or burn then let us drink starlight nap under trees sing on beaches— the morning rush to sit indoors is for what, again? If we are dying then let me rip open and bleed Love, spill it, spend it see how much there is the reward for misers is what, again? If this

throughout an area larger than many states where Utah, Colorado and Wyoming meet lies an immense reserve of shale oil—riches for somebody.

I would like to introduce here an entirely new argument in what has now become a stylized debate: the wilderness should be preserved for political reasons. We may need it someday not only as a refuge from excessive industrialism but also as a refuge from authoritarian government, from political oppression. Grand Canyon, Big Bend, Yellowstone and

Our home has been broken into. Our lives are being endangered. The law allows for all necessary force against unlawful and imminent harm.