They wont be happy until the U.S looks like Afganistan.
Yeah, well what pisses me off is that none of these damn hippies would last a day in genuine high desert wilderness, and most have never even seen it in person or comprehend the vastness of it. On the other hand, I've rescued hippie f**kwits who managed to get themselves stuck in the Nevada wilderness on no less than five different occasions when offroading in the vast expanses of mountains around my very remote ranch on business of one type or another.
I have no patience for those idiots. I very nicely enumerate the long list of things they did wrong and then basically tell to never show their faces out there again unless they can discard their neurotic fantasy about what the real wilderness is actually like. Maybe it is the fact that I have a pistol on my belt that they just nod and say 'yessir' to whatever I say; I've met a number who are apparently unaware that gun in the western wilderness is about as essential as your boots. Never mind the stupidity of running off 40 miles into the random wilderness without backup or adequate equipment. Those bloody twits think Central Park in Manhattan qualifies as wilderness. They can't even conceive of being 100 miles from the nearest pavement.
Feh. I am as cosmopolitan as they come, but my roots are in the extremely rural west. Nothing yanks my chain like a bunch of city slicker blowhards who think they know something about the wilderness.