The poor ignorant savage even apologized to a tree for having to
cut it down and had sacred groves and woods he left standing—
homes of the gods or of his fellow creatures—whereas his successor,
who ungodded nature, ravages the heights and brings floods,
dustbowls and salt pans into the once fertile lowlands. Or worse,
defoliates to facilitate hunting down his brother man.
- Jacob Trapp, The Light of a Thousand Suns, 1973
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