Trees of Change
Angus Thomson

One of the hardest things to deal with, in this case, is not, as you would expect, the destruction of a beautiful piece of forest, but the sheer white hot rage inducing frustration of dealing with politicians. Not just the actual politicians, but those senior and middle managers who are “just doing their job”. Everyone it seems, is just doing their job, they understand how difficult it is, but, well, you know how it is? What can you do? My initial, inside voice says “kill someone, that’d fix it”, but I hear my out-loud voice saying “Thank you so much for your help. Anything you can do will be appreciated.” <silent scream>

I’m sure I am going to need PTSD counselling after this. My rational mind cannot accept that these people are letting this happen. It makes no sense: economically, scientifically or socially. The ONLY things that will come out of this harvest, is:

  • Ta Ann get a couple of peeler billets that they misleadingly label PEFC;
  • A couple of blokes get to knock down 49Ha for a couple of weeks and a couple of truck drivers get to run over fleeing young Tasmanian Devils and Quolls for a while;
  • The creeks will get silted up and the Giant Freshwater Crayfish will die;
  • The Devils and Quolls that live there will be crushed in their dens and the young that run away will be squished on the road;
  • Lastly, the BIG one, the Tasmanian Government get to test their draconian protest laws in a court of law. THIS is the reason they are not listening: It’s to provoke a protest. Well, they will get their wish and MY wish is that they rot in hell for an eternity.

Here’s a few films I made for the group:

Here’s the link to a film about Astocopsis Gouldi:

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