Every Day Is Earth Day

We recoil at the sight of the destruction of forests. The European soul loves the forest. Poor is the White man who knows not the peace of solitude deep among the trees, the moss, the lawless cries of birds. Celts, Teutons, Slavs all have their own customs that flow from their blood-kinship with the forest.

The land developer is a particularly loathsome insect. He hates the trees but loves money and especially monetizing (liquidating) the forest, parceling it off, clear-cutting the wood, selling and settling it with alien biped economic units that he imports to keep the churn at high percolation until it all withers like a dead branch and then he moves on. Even if he’s of our ancestry, his soul is twisted in the image of the eternal merchant.

Dr. Seuss knew:


And at that very moment, we heard a loud whack!
From the outside in the fields came a sickening smack
of an axe on a tree. Then we heard the tree fall.
The very last Truffula Tree of them all!

A triple-shot from Suburban_elk:




“The leftists claim the high ground on the Environment but hunters do more work for it. If the GREEN on Outside RED on inside watermelons cared about the environment they wouldn’t import 3rd worlders into white nations where their CARBON FOOTPRINT is so much larger on welfare than they could achieve in their homelands.” – @BGKP

Capitalism is not the answer.