What happens when we still have too many people, will our rich kill us off too?

Somewhere on fromthewilderness.com somebody suggested chicken hawk politicans with no experience with war eager to do war. George Marshall had reservations about Lend Lease but FDR had none. Whether or not FDR let Pearl Harbor happen.

It is not Christian for our leaders to have such an easy attitude about shedding (someone else’s) blood.

When average folks got to sit on the highways in their cars.

My reaction to Katrina: Could Bush have done any worse than he did? D.C. now and D.C. then did not have a voting Representative in the House, to say nothing of two Senators.

It’s not rocket science, Mr. President. You can put military supplies in place: why not do the same with food, water, medical supplies for the people in New Orleans?

Helicopters to rescue survivors: I hope they were refueled in flight to maximize time rescuing people.

Hospital ships.

Maybe an old aircraft carrier or old ship for temporary housing???

First, send a recon aircraft to find out who is still alive, that will help identify who needs what and where, so you can move forces in. Another reason to have helicopters that can be refueled in flight.

Maybe if New Orleans had oil.

Or maybe the President honestly doesn’t place a priority on African Americans? Is that why he let New Orleans d(r)own?

You probably don’t read a lot of gardening books, but there is one, Planting Noah’s Garden, that became sort of a bible for me on how we should interact with our environment, and what happens when we each do something as seemingly benign as planting the ubiquitous nonnative grasses for our lawn that all of our neighbors do, like our city code says we should do. It upsets the balance of how things interact, everything from your dying worms on up. That’s what I’m afraid of doing in Detroit if we win the first round of this battle – we’re in danger of ripping out the very buildings that anchor us here in this particular place in the world, and replacing them with cheap imported prefab garbage.

I’ve been in the process of reclaiming my own yard for 7 or 8 years now, each year killing off a new section of lawn, replacing it with the meadow that’s meant to be here, researching which trees belong in our neck of the woods, which ones don’t, and planting them how they’re supposed to be planted – as untamed woods, not as the individual prima donnas that landscapers love to stick in our yards, specimen trees that bear no relation to the plants they are next to, and provide neither shelter nor nourishment for the species around them.

We’ve been celebrating the gradual return of the species that are supposed to be here. Species don’t come home to the sort of generic plants people like to buy at Home Depot and stick in their gardens. They don’t come home to places that view gardens as tidy little geometric arrangements that live at the extreme edge of a manicured lawn. I’m concerned that revitalizing Detroit will mean turning it into a tidy little geometric arrangement of identical houses that nobody wants to return to.