Friday, September 26, 2014

A Gang of Monkeys with Wrenches???

Can you even imagine a gang of monkeys with wrenches? 
Would they fix cars? Or throw the wrenches like they do with everything else that gets into their furry little hands? 

If there ever was a real group of monkeys with wrenches, all I can say is that a helmet would be my new best friend. Why? Because I don't think a monkey is gonna sit around and fix cars. 

How Much Values Has Your Home... N.d. Google Images.Insiderlouisville.com. Web. 26 Sept. 2014.


The Monkey Wrench Gang however isn't a book about monkeys throwing wrenches at people. If there was a book on that, I'm pretty sure I'd read it. Maybe even buy it?

This book, however, isn't about that. This book focuses on a group of eco-terrorists.

A gang made up of people who all have a fierce love for something. 

The environment. 


Even though the things they are doing aren't always considered "good", I admire how loyal they are to their beliefs. Things that block their path are simply moved, obstacles are beaten, and no person can stop them. 
They love the environment so much, they fight for it. They have the strength to fight for what they love.
I truly admire this in them, no matter how straggly their personality and history is. 

At the same time, I do despise some things about them.
Aren't they hypocrites? 

A man named Hayduke is one of the most annoying men you could possible meet. His a veteran bum that loves the environment. 
Oh, how he must love his environment! I can tell he loves it a lot, he even decorates it with empty beer cans? 
It has to look beautiful decorated like that, right?

He has such a strong love for the environment, but he shows his love by littering roads he doesn't like. Isn't the road on top of a part of the environment? Why put more human made things on that part of the environment if you're angry about a road on top of it? He's only adding to the thing he hates the most. 

I don't like how so many of the characters don't think about what they're doing. None of them think into the future. 
They devise these intricate plans of how to stop people from making bridges and roads. 

Once they stop those machines, won't they only sit and decompose? They'll Rust away and empty out whatever oils and chemicals are left in them into the soil of their oh-so-beloved land. What then? 
The characters in the book are getting "rid" of one problem, while only creating another for the future.

When they break the tractors that work on the road, they're practically asking the company to go and ask the factories to make more. Do they not realize that a huge part of their environment is being ruined by mass production and factories? 

When they bomb bridges, what happens to all of the rubble that no one wants to pick up?
When they burn billboards, what about all of the burnt remains and gases from the oils used to create the fires? 

Broken Bridges. N.d. Google Images. Estranged Families. Web. 26 Sept. 2014.


Everything that they are doing is going to backfire on them. I just don't understand why they can't realize that. 


Because of this, I think that they're obviously going to have some trouble. No one is thinking of consequences for the Earth, so what's to stop them from not thinking about consequences from other people? 
The author seems to be foreshadowing that a lot of the things they are going to try are either not going to work, or that what they're doing is going to come back to haunt them.

The story isn't only about eco-terrorism, however. One "couple" in the gang isn't doing very well.
And the woman, Abzug, seems to have an eye on the other men in the group. Is Seldom, the nature guide, the right one for her?  Or what about the bum Hayduke, that drifts in the back of her mind for some odd reason? Personally, I think that this is foreshadowing of something happening.
Maybe Seldom liking her, then she likes Hayduke and the group has troubles? Something is going to happen that will set off the entire group, and Abzug might just be the person that starts it. 

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