many of those trees were my friends: documenting a contemporary genocide

many of those trees were my friendsIt is quite possible that this aerial view offered by google maps is the only picture remaining of the trees and smaller lifeforms now entirely destroyed (everything inside the yellow boundary). It’s doubtful that any of the construction (destruction! → yet another normalized example of Orwellian language) workers snapped pictures of the intact trees with their smartphones before cutting them down and plowing all the soil and subsoil, turning rich earth in to inert dirt. The groundbreaking ceremony set for March 29 was well over a month late, the ground being broken several weeks earlier by a cadre of earth moving machinery. Many denial and defense mechanisms of the human creation exist in the minds of the perpetrators and onlookers that won’t let them cognitize that the animals dwelling in this forest home will be dead in short order—without habitat, they simply die. No, they don’t build apartment buildings and deforest other land to monocrop their food production, then build a national highway system to ship that food across great distances. No, they just simply die, but few humans really consider this.

This particular development—or growth—is to be a corporate “technology facility” for UPS corporation. Interesting how many stagnant and static spaces have to be created (while sacrificing natural spaces) just to allow for our transportation dependent society to keep moving stuff around. Surely some feeble and sheepish minds in the locale think this is a blessing and will create additional jobs to keep people bustling around, not thinking about the detrimental realities contrived by adherence to the property concept. War has long been touted for stimulating a troubled economy, and the sad thing is that war on the natural world was never taken off the table (and only a fundamentally troubled economy would consider making war to cure itself).

Anyways, I guess this is the UPSide to genocide.


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