I was taking my daughter backpacking this weekend, and before we could go we had to stop at the Division of Forestry and pick up a camping permit. On the same road, we had to drive past the Arvah B. Hopkins generating station for Tallahassee Utilities. I pointed out the plant to her, and her response was: “It’s beautiful!”
And she is right, it is. The picture at that link is rather small, and doesn’t do it justice. I’ve driven past the plant in the early morning when the sun was just beginning to brighten the sky behind it, coloring the clouds pink and orange, and giving the plant a perfect backdrop for its rectangular blue buildings and orange and white smokestacks. The perfect touch was added by a silver jet plane taking off from the airport away in the distance, cutting a straight line across the sky with its white quantrail. Looking at that, I felt a sense of reverence for the mind of Man and his ability to harness the forces of nature. I felt joy at the sight of human accomplishment. And I felt a sense of satisfaction in the visual confirmation that the beauty of Man’s works is in harmony with the beauty of the world.
If a person is going to the wilderness because he can no longer find beauty in the works of Man, then, imho, he’s lost something. Whatever it is in my 7 yr old daughter that makes her exclaim, “it’s beautiful!” at the sight of a power plant; whatever it is in my son that makes him fascinated with trains, airplanes and trucks; the person taking refuge from civilization has lost that.
I believe that what he’s lost is the sense that Man belongs in this world, as he is, with his skyscapers, automobiles, railroads, jet planes, cell phones, and all. He does not experience man as a natural phenomenon, but as something foreign and parasitic–an invasive species choking out the native growth. Children have to be taught to feel that over time, it doesn’t come naturally to them. I hope mine never feel it.
Ardsgaine