Your reference to getting drunk with Abbey caused me to think of Williamson, the paleo-con Senior Editor, Books, for "Chronicles." He also authors "The Hundredth Meridian" column which deals with the present and future of the West.
He's a great admirer of Abbey and they apparently were pals at one time. One of his columns a year or two ago was about a trip he made into the wilderness trying to find Abbey's grave on the anniversary of his passing. Williamson and his friends didn't find the gravesite but they had a rather drunken ceremony in Abbey's honor anyhow.
I agree with you that the eco-fascists who worship Abbey don't really know their man.
To: Bernard Marx
Most everyone got drunk with Abbey if the hour was late enough. I met him about a year after The Monkey Wrench Gang came out in paperback. He was still a bit unsure of what to do about the sudden notoriety, but enjoying it at the same time. ("But why don't I get the groupies like the rock stars do?")
He wrote the book as a reaction to a lot of questionable development issues here in the Southwest at the time. This place was about as corrupt as Mexico. Glen Canyon Dam just happened to be his pet peeve, and provided a good story line. He was first and last a writer.
posted on 05/19/2003 7:50:27 PM PDT
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