Wendell Berry writes: My hope, I must say, subsists on an extremely meager diet-a reducer’s diet. It takes some strength from the knowledge that we may be looking doom squarely in the face, from the knowledge that human beings, let alone human societies, cannot live indefinitely by poison and fire. It takes some strength from knowing that more and more people seem to have this knowledge; more and more people seem to know that we now have to choose consciously, perhaps for the first time in human history, between doom and something better. My hope feeds, however uneasily, on such a phrase as “the forest commons” that has recently floated up into public discussion. I think I know the worry and the hope from which that phrase comes. It comes from a growing awareness of the mutuality of the health of human beings and the health of nature, and this is encouraging. I am uneasy about it because I think I know also what the word “commons” means. It means a property belonging to a community, which the community members are free to use because they will use it with culturally prescribed care and restraint. I do not think that this even remotely applies to us. (04/15/02)
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