Nature is a different thing to Thoreau and Melville than it is to the ecology movement. To the former, it was a mighty force, a mother and a teacher; to the latter, it's a political victim. In a sense, as Bruce McKibben noted in an essay famous long ago, it has come to an end. Mankind has grown up and as a primary act of mankindhood "he" has killed not his father but his mother. The only other survivors, really, seem to be the bacteria, who I understand are making a big comeback, and may yet wreak the ending of _The_War_Of_ _The_Worlds_ upon us; and the nature inside us, human nature if any, which may have begun to reveal itself in the 20th century as the worst enemy of humanity, even worse than the bacteria.
Though I admire the hopeless gallantry with which flowers and more sober weeds push up along the sides of the freeway before the mowers come for them. Though besmirched and dismembered and certainly no match for the machines, the ancient mother still tries to reknit the Edenic paradise "even to the edge of doom".
> The long list of reactions
> to those atrocities has little to do with American individualism,
> ...
Well, I wouldn't say that -- American individualism has provided many of the atrocities, not that there weren't others lined up to take a shot if it missed.