‘There are no unsacred places’: I’m glad Wendell Berry’s memory will trouble my thoughts
by Robert Jensen
Berry didn’t exempt himself from this critique of the destructive habits that draw down the ecological capital of the planet: "I am … still in bondage to the automobile industry and the energy companies, which have nothing to recommend them except our dependence on them. I still fly on airplanes, which have nothing to recommend them but speed; they are inconvenient, uncomfortable, undependable, ugly, stinky, and scary. I still cut my wood with a chainsaw, which has nothing to recommend it but speed, and has all the faults of an airplane, except it does not fly."