Magazine article New Internationalist

Time to Stop the Plunder

Magazine article New Internationalist

Time to Stop the Plunder

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One of my vivid boyhood memories is of scrambling amongst granite outcrops of the Canadian Shield in the shimmering heat of a July afternoon.

I emerged from the forest into mottled sunshine and stretched out on flat, lichen-covered rocks, high above the black waters of a quiet lake. Stately white pines touched the sky. Underfoot was a cushion of sharply perfumed pine needles. The air was calm.

That moment of perfection emerges still on those rare occasions when I am able to venture into the woods. But the truth is that like many of us in our modern world I'm a city guy. Most of the trees I encounter are in my local park.

And that's a problem. Because we're losing our intimate relationship and understanding of forests as the world urbanizes. We don't see the clear-cut hillsides, the splintered stumps and the plunder. …

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