WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.280 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.280 --> 00:00:06.720 align:middle line:90% Moving on to the ecology scene. 00:00:06.720 --> 00:00:12.000 align:middle line:84% I like to think of myself as a purist in camping 00:00:12.000 --> 00:00:15.180 align:middle line:84% and I'm oftentimes irritated by people 00:00:15.180 --> 00:00:18.090 align:middle line:84% with their campers on the backs of their pickups 00:00:18.090 --> 00:00:21.360 align:middle line:84% and their trailers, and they drive into Forest Service 00:00:21.360 --> 00:00:23.580 align:middle line:84% campgrounds and plug themselves in 00:00:23.580 --> 00:00:27.210 align:middle line:84% and consider that they've been in the wilderness. 00:00:27.210 --> 00:00:30.240 align:middle line:84% Well, I'm not naturally a very bitter man 00:00:30.240 --> 00:00:33.240 align:middle line:84% but I suppose I could say that this poem came out 00:00:33.240 --> 00:00:35.880 align:middle line:84% of the bitterness I feel about that type of thing. 00:00:35.880 --> 00:00:39.450 align:middle line:90% 00:00:39.450 --> 00:00:43.590 align:middle line:84% And it is really rather sad these poor people 00:00:43.590 --> 00:00:47.400 align:middle line:84% think that they have seen the wilderness. 00:00:47.400 --> 00:00:49.800 align:middle line:90% "Campers." 00:00:49.800 --> 00:00:55.290 align:middle line:84% Laboring from the year uphill, from the great plane 00:00:55.290 --> 00:00:59.130 align:middle line:84% of their lives, they drag their entrails 00:00:59.130 --> 00:01:04.950 align:middle line:84% with the weeks, cicatrix love, their paraphernalia. 00:01:04.950 --> 00:01:08.970 align:middle line:84% Finally, the pines has advertised. 00:01:08.970 --> 00:01:11.910 align:middle line:84% They groan, the sun doesn't sting their faces. 00:01:11.910 --> 00:01:13.860 align:middle line:90% They don't know why. 00:01:13.860 --> 00:01:16.680 align:middle line:84% And grunting at nightfall dig the pits, 00:01:16.680 --> 00:01:19.650 align:middle line:84% line it with a bear's charred bones. 00:01:19.650 --> 00:01:24.480 align:middle line:84% Polish his skull, it glows, they titter. 00:01:24.480 --> 00:01:27.870 align:middle line:84% Stretch out with weary beer's flabby legs 00:01:27.870 --> 00:01:30.660 align:middle line:90% to the lake their footstool. 00:01:30.660 --> 00:01:34.620 align:middle line:84% Time to go in, to crank the shutters down. 00:01:34.620 --> 00:01:37.380 align:middle line:90% Satisfied the rangers go home. 00:01:37.380 --> 00:01:40.950 align:middle line:84% Well, perhaps over the next hill at the bottom 00:01:40.950 --> 00:01:42.990 align:middle line:84% of the next undeveloped mountain there 00:01:42.990 --> 00:01:47.100 align:middle line:84% are those few perfectly alone famished, 00:01:47.100 --> 00:01:51.180 align:middle line:84% who roll up their jeans for a pillow stretching and ferns 00:01:51.180 --> 00:01:54.930 align:middle line:84% among the spiders throw scrawny arms to the gloom-- 00:01:54.930 --> 00:01:57.600 align:middle line:84% lie there as the damp night crawls 00:01:57.600 --> 00:02:02.580 align:middle line:84% from the ravines, mouths open, waiting for the stars 00:02:02.580 --> 00:02:04.500 align:middle line:90% to eat their eyes. 00:02:04.500 --> 00:02:05.000 align:middle line:90%