Twelve years ago, travelling through the remote countryside of New Zealand’s south island, I was struck by the sentiment of having been there before. It was autumn, and yellow meadows running over steep hills were stippled here and there by slender, vertical golden trees. Steeple-like mountains dusted with snow rose in the distance. There was little sign of human habitation. [More]
Goodbye, Middle Earth. Hello, lords of agribusiness
June 13th, 2001 by xoanon
