Today, I got news from my daughter in New Orleans that her neighbours had cut down a huge tree that shaded both of their yards. My daughter was heartbroken because we don't understand this type of behavior. I Googled "Why do people cut down trees?" and the answer seemed to be blah, blah, blah... All of which I had heard before. I think there's more to it.
When my kids were little we lived in a little farm house in the country - over 200 years old. The house, not the country. The country was Canada. Which is also over 200 years old but anyway... The house was OK, the barn had seen better days but the weeping willow tree was fantastic! It WAS the property value as far as we were concerned. Some years later, we found out that new owners had cut down the tree. It wasn't diseased or anything like that - they just found the falling leaves to be a bit of a nuisance. This still bothers us.
Another daughter called yesterday for us to come and see her new apartment. So nice with so many beautiful features. The best? A huge patio looking straight at a magnolia tree! Bliss!
So, why do some humans want to cut down trees? We lived in New Orleans before hurricane Katrina and a tree did fall on our house so don't give me that one...
My brother says that beauty just pisses some people off.
I know I'm extra-sensitive about trees in particular. Julia Butterfly Hill is one of my heroes. I think cutting down trees is a weird control thing.
"Lakes and levees, dams and locks, they put that river in a boxIt was running wild and men must have control" - Don Henley
Luckily, the Lorax speaks for the trees and Don Henley speaks for the rivers...
Who (or what) do we speak for?