{ Sunday, January 18, 2004 }
Camping in the Western Mountains
by Kenneth Rexroth (who in addition to being a poet, was also a frequent hiker and camper)
The ideal camp is a miniature anarchist community, straight out of Kropotkin. Each goes about his appointed task quietly and efficiently, the functions of the group are shared with spontaneous equality, problems are settled by consultation rather than controversy, and whatever leadership exists is based solely on experience and ability. ... The mountains and glaciers, the forests and streams of America are a heritage shared equally by all the people, and they are not simply “recreation areas,” but training grounds for group living and group sharing. [The commercial “organized camp” has too often, under the guise of “patriotism,” and discipline, fostered totalitarian ways of thinking and doing which are anything but patriotic.] Each group that hikes or rides along the trail by day contented and alert, and makes camp at night “decently and in order” is a sort of test tube or kindergarten of the good life. So don’t forget, when it’s your turn to wash the dishes, the centuries are watching you.
(via The Magnificent Melting Object)
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