The only good conservationist is a hunter, an angler, or anyone who actually cultivates and lives off the land. Pencil-pushing urban lobbyists, weekend green-weenie activists, and tweed jacket, ivory-tower academics are a bigger threat to nature than any group of real outdoorsmen ever could be. And none of those sniveling, flabby-muscled little shits would last a week out there if the power really
did go out. But we'd have one helluva fat and happy bear population.
"But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: for men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away, for his name is Obama."