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02 June 2007 @ 10:05 am
so, in highschool i discovered edward abbey's book Monkeywrench Gang and became immediately obsessed with his life and writings. but even more, i became obsessed with the sorts of philosophical/design for living ideas and freely associated temporary partnerships through which most of the ass kicking in the book(s) takes place.

as i grew into a feminist queer i found a few things questionable about abbey's personal politics. but, very basically, the lifestyle he advocates in his (fiction) books inspires me at a gut level that can only be ascribed to adolescent love.

so every year since then, i've reread Monkeywrench Gang to refresh and renew my spirit and anxious excitement about direct action. for many years, i checked it out from the library, but four years ago i was walking through the fashionably queer (defending an onslaught of trendy heteros) Dupont Circle neighborhood after the year's Pride Parade and found a copy sitting on a desk outside on the sidewalk near a sign reading, "Please Take Me." so i did. it's pretty torn up now - dogeared pages, cracked binding, precarious pages. but i realized this morning that it's just about time to reread that book.

today, i rediscovered a webpage that randomly displays a handful of quotes from abbey's books, interviews, and journals each time you refresh/reload the page. edward abbey quote database. here are a few highlights from today:

+ "In this glare of brilliant emptiness, in this arid intensity of pure heat, in the heart of a weird solitude, great silence and grand desolution, all things recede to distances out of reach, relecting light but impossible to touch, annihilating all thought and all that men have made to a spasm of whirling dust far out on the golden desert."

+ "The tragedy of modern war is not so much that the young men die but that they die fighting each other--instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals."

+ "Fence straddlers have no balls. In compensation, however, they enjoy a comfortable seat and can retreat swiftly, when danger threatens, to either side of the fence. There is something to be said for every position."

+ "The rebel is doomed to a violent death. The rest of us can look forward to sedated expiration in a coma inside an oxygen tent, with tubes inserted in every bodily orifice."