I swore I would do it the next time I had the opportunity and it took 10 years before it happened. I was invited to my sister's for dinner. She had also invited some tie dyed in the wool, enviro-nazi, pinko, sandle wearin' liberals. "Hooo boy," I said when I found out. Conversation was a bit strained...but my sister brought up snowmobiling to make me comfortable. The pinko's wife went home! After a taking a couple of mild digs, I asked the gentlemen, "so you like skiing?" His response was, "love it." Where did you ski last? "Powder mountain," was his answer. "hmmm," I said..."surprising." He asked why? I said that I did not like what it did to the environment. "Huh???!!!" "ya," I said, "Follow me on this." "You are standing on the mountain looking across the way, What do you see?" "What do you mean?" was his answer. I said to visualize...and after a little prodding, he admitted that I guess he sees the next valley. I asked, "beautiful isn't it? pristine, clean, untouched?" He said, "yes!" I told him, "that is where I snowmobile." His brow furrowed. I asked, "do you know what I see looking back?" "What?" he intoned. I see a fuking ski resort, runs clear cut of trees, several hundred horse power, coal fired chair lifts, a parking lot full of a thousand cars, several heated lodges, condos, thousands of people on petroleum based plastic skis all crapping in one place.
silence.....
Thank you for the therapy
Karl
silence.....
Thank you for the therapy
Karl
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