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Show THE ZEPHYR/JUNEJULY New West Blues Trading solitude & steers EP maacyece for bikers & boutiques By Jim 2006 Stiles This ain’t the same old range. Everything seems to change. Where are the pals I used to ride with? ..Gone to a land so strange. IN THE ZEPHYR... The Sons of the Pioneers Oh no...you’re saying. Another biker-bashing, tourist-tromping story from the disgruntled and misanthropic editor of this whiny little tabloid who exists only to complain about the demise of everything near and dear to his jaded and cynical heart. ; Well...OK, that’s true. I can’t help myself. In my|never-ending quest to try to make some sense out of what is happening to us here in the rural West, I haven’t "been to the mountain top," but I’ve been to the Sand Flat, and.the view from there is discouraging. A few days ago, my attorney and I took a drive to survey the destruction. (I hadn’t been back since the "Easter Weekend Riots") Besides being surprised at the number of campers still enduring the 100 degree heat, I was shocked at my reaction to another sight that should have only caused more aggravation. After wading through a hundred or more bikers, we came around a corner and saw local rancher Don Holyoak with a couple dozen cows./Smelly, stupid, fly-ridden cows..."stinking bovines," Abbey used to call them. I was glad to see them. Don’t get me wrong, I still believe that the mismanaged use of our public lands for cattle has done immeasurable damage to the land, has fouled countless streams and water sources, and : (Left) An excerpt from "New West Blues." : At least no one Can more than a few of us longtime environmentalists who are suffering from some kind of an identity crisis. Edward Abbey once wrote, "The idea of wilderness needs no defense; it only needs more defenders." But to be a defender of the West has changed in 15 years. Just who poses the greatest threat to the West? Where does the real danger lie? I’m afraid it’s become more complicated than I ever thought it could. This is not just another complaint about our changing town— the New Moab. What's happening here is happening elsewhere. And what’s coming may be bigger than even we doomsayers would dare predict. Barring a miracle, we are about to enter a new phase, the last phase, in the taming of the West. When it’s over it won’t be "the West" anymore. We all know "how the West was won." What we are about to see is "how the West was done." To use’a recently popular expression, pretty soon, you can stick a fork in it. And all of us, no matter how much we love the country bear responsibility. ee EDWARD ABBEY een pn vec ma g ; om ever call me a Fe Bee) | es s e mn Wo sind dieA Toiletten? As eo Lig tere Lene Fy een oo od uae pe as . ey ancl Cree Se Ss Cuil ae ¥ 3 Re | ick i) OA Cpe etl nals ‘ (il Johnny-Come-Lately hon i eto wipen : come e extractive industries to literally tear up the West for maximum profit continues at an alarming and devastating rate. But I have become painfully aware of a shift in my thinking that has left me confused and bewildered. There are ee CANYON COUNTRY THE : 3 spreading the alarm 1 about the re u { ! Amenities Economy. But | don't know who that baby faced kid is. ached oar | BS st tau orton he "eek Eeeapranons [esti owe a | : ion Mary Yates on Lightning The Groene Report Tack Campbell A Solution for State ‘AND: Cherie Gimore! RE 40 Lands "New West Blues" can be read in ifs _ entirety on the Zephyr web site. www. cany fryzephyr.com THE ZEPHYR/JUN: 1993 som ; Click on the promoab. com icon, then fhe ‘editorials since 1990’ icon. 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