Monday, August 22, 2011

* Fecal Facial

South of the Hopi Mesas rise the 12,500-foot San Francisco Peaks, home to Hopi and Navajo gods who dwell among the aspens and the Douglas firs: holy mountains cloaked in purifying white each winter -- except in recent years because snow now rarely falls. In this age of deepening drought and rising temperatures, ski lift operators who, the Indians claim, defile sacred ground with their clanking machines and lucre, are being sued anew.  Their latest desecration is making artificial snow for their ski runs from wastewater, which the Indians liken to bathing the face of their God in shit.
(p. 121)

The World Without Us
Alan Weisman

Below is an actual "bird poop facial."

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