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Some Inspiration for the Overenthusiastic

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“Across the road from my cabin was a huge clear-cut--hundreds of acres of massive spruce stumps interspersed with tiny Douglas firs--products of what they call "Reforestation," which I guess makes the spindly firs en masse a "Reforest," which makes an individual spindly fir a "Refir," which means you could say that Weyerhauser, who owns the joint, has Refir Madness, since they think that sawing down 200-foot-tall spruces and replacing them with puling 2-foot Refirs is no different from farming beans or corn or alfalfa. They even call the towering spires they wipe from the Earth's face forever a "crop"--as if they'd planted the virgin forest! But I'm just a fisherman and may be missing some deeper significance in their nomenclature and stranger treatment of primordial trees.”

“It gets me thinking about the history of this land, of this whole world, even. How someone got it in their head that ripping down thousand-year-old trees was a-okay. How people who grow gardens are crunchy; how people who grow their stock portfolios are sophisticated. How Tenn’s mom’s land, with its birdsong and dappled light and ancient mushrooms, will be destroyed in just a few days because a few rich people want more money and there’s nothing any of us can do about it.”

“يتلطّف الأماركة كثيراً -على الأقل المتعلمين منهم- في الحديث للوهلة الأولى إلى الآخرين في الأماكن العامة. يغلّف هذا اللطف التبسّط في الحديث ومشاركة التجارب الشخصية وأحياناً جوانب غير مهمّة من حياتهم. حين يكون كل هذا من المقابلة الأولى فإن العربي يشعر بالحميمية ويظن بأن من يحدّثه قد أصبح صديقاً مخلصاً له، ثم يصيبه الإحباط حين يمر به في اليوم التالي على الرصيف المقابل ثم لا يُحييه! النصيحة هنا لمن لا يعرف الأماركة أنه في الغالب قد رآك، لكن دعه يمضي.. دعه يمر!”

“Hallucination Country by Stewart Stafford A furious tribe of leaves, Chased a logging truck, As forked flames waved, From a burning backyard tree. A half-eaten unicorn in a ditch, A warning from hunters nearby, Slaughtering fairytale creatures, Cryptids were their mint targets. An abandoned Volkswagen car lay, Half-overturned, underbelly exposed, The injured driver, now hitchhiking, With a spree killer or tow-truck driver. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”