As I write this I’m staying in a vacation rental in Fountain, CO, on an old 1915 farmstead that is a holdout in what seems like ever-faster-paced life all around it. Across the street the suburbs keep encroaching on what used to be arable farmland. Now it’s just fodder for the land developers and the constant flood of people from California.
It kind of reminds me of this article that I read recently, with changing tastes and demands just contributing to ever-more waste and unsustainability in the name of “morals.” We’ve known since the time of Malthus that there would be a breaking point but when will that be? What I want to do more than anything is get away from all the crowds, the influx of the unwashed masses, live somewhere unspoiled by Man. The problem is, I would be just the tip of a new spearhead and then slowly yet another landscape would be ruined eventually.