Last month I needed a book to take along on a flight to the West Coast and grabbed from my bookcase a beat up old copy of Resist Much, Obey Little; Some Notes on Edward Abbey.
I read a bunch of Abbey’s works in my twenties and thirties as did many of my peers here in the West. It was the age of James Watt and the notion of monkeywrenching had a certain mischievous appeal to those of us who felt the hard-won environmental regulations of the 1970s were under assault.