![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() “The spotted owl was like the canary in the coal mine,” explained one advocate. Environmentalists had shown that unsustainable logging was destroying Pacific Northwest forests. In 1989, a plastic spotted owl was hung in effigy on an Oregon logging truck. It is the story of pioneers, progress, and the transformation of “empty” spaces into industrial resource fields. By the 1930s, Oregon had become the nation’s largest producer of timber. Lumber mills brought new settlers towns sprung up as millworkers multiplied. Pine logs poured out of the region, bound for distant markets. In 1910, the thrill of competition yielded to an agreement for joint service. The goal of each was to be the first to create an industrial connection between the towering ponderosas of the eastern Cascades and the stacked lumberyards of Portland. ![]() In 19 two railroad entrepreneurs raced each other to build track along Oregon’s Deschutes River. All I’m trying to do is figure out how to put a pig on the tracks. It seems that the utopian imagination is trapped, like capitalism and industrialism and the human population, in a one-way future consisting only of growth. My intent is not reactionary, nor even conservative, but simply subversive. I am not proposing a return to the Stone Age. ![]()
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