Downwinders
Enola … Alone
Freedom versus Control
By Stephen L. Wilmeth
The
subject became one from the past.
Friends
from California were here, and the point of interest was the display of a newly
constructed water storage with its accompanying well and pipeline inclusions.
Our business simply doesn’t exist without water. That is as much a familiar
theme today as it was 131 years ago when my great grandfather Lee Rice watered his
thirsty PIT branded cattle at our Neire Springs on their way home and the
Gila River where they had never yet been.
The
comparison was not intended, but it was pertinent, and it deserved attention.
This business, the cow business, is on a collision course with the societal
fascination of leisure, recreation, and philosophical ramblings. What is lost
in context is the human element and the genesis of what we believe is the
cornerstone of our American model, private property rights.
I know
Lee only through diminishing, but reliable voices. Of course, there are
pictures of him and there exists a brand card identified as NMB13537 that has
my name on it with the reminder that PIT still goes on the left rib of cattle
and the left should of horses.
Moreover,
there remains a shadow of him on lands that I tread daily. History indicates
they were not his homelands, but they have become mine. His, on the mesa and
the depths of Sacaton, are now gone. There are several of us that will always
bemoan that loss, but it is as it is. We have his memory and his blood.
We also
have his heritage, and, of that … we are openly proud.
Enola … Alone
Three quarters of a century ago
the greatest conflagration in the history of the world was concluded by the
unleashing of three atomic bombs.
Two of
them were dropped on Japan and the third, which started everything, was
detonated in the wilds of New Mexico 133 miles east from the juncture of the West
Ditch and Bell Canyon near Cliff, New Mexico. It was at the latter that my
mother remembered when the flash of the test blast lit up the early morning eastern
sky like no sunrise that ever occurred before, or since.
Regardless
of what official statements and records show all three resulted in the loss of
human lives.
There
are other similarities, too, that remain locked forever in history. One is a
name, Enola. That was the first part of the plane’s name that dropped the
second bomb detonated (first from the air). The second is also a name, or, more
accurately, a word, a manmade condition, that human beings too often find
themselves when faced with what is supposed to be the very institution
predicated on protecting their personal liberties, their government.
Ironically,
the word is the mirrored image of the plane’s first name, Enola, and it
reflects the reality and the terror that way too many citizens face when living
their lives in perfectly legal manners predicated on the area, the conditions,
and the very heritage they find themselves.
Spell Enola
backwards, and ALONE emerges.
Downwinders
Downwinders
are the folks who didn’t immediately find themselves on the casualty counts of
the explosion proper. They are the citizens who faced the evil externalities of
the outcomes that would take place following the event. Nobody really knows how
many New Mexicans died of cancer or related conditions caused by exposure to
the collateral conditions of the first blast. There are more accurate schedules
of estimates in the aftermath of the Japanese blasts than there are in the New
Mexico detonation.
That
irony, though, is not an isolated event. It is a recurring theme when citizenry
is faced with the unleashed tentacles of
government. A worst-case example of the tyranny of independent government
action took place immediately north and northwest of the same juncture of ditch
and canyon at Cliff in 1944 when the Forest Service summarily evicted the
Shelley family from lands they had occupied since 1884.
The
condition was the newly minted concept of modern wilderness and the mechanism
was the authority of a government agency to employ its wide and infinite discretion
to grant of deny invented permit allowances. Such authority was not isolated.
Many will argue it continues unabated, and more will insist it is even more
onerous in the modern age.
Like the
Shelley incident or the collateral casualty counts of the human tragedies of
being downwind from any agency romp, the greatest number of blunt force actions
on citizenry are lost from records or public awareness.
Indeed,
citizens stand ALONE.
Freedom
versus Control
The Park
Service’s Point Reyes massacre of the Lunny family oyster business that happened
to reside within another modern wilderness being claimed by the crown is a
continuing example. Upwards of half of all sustainable oyster production over
the last 50 years in Northern California was shut down over invented
regulations by that federal agency.
In a
point of society exclamation, the agency has won the appeals process over pathetically
weak congressional responses with agreement by the 9th Court of
Appeals that the agency indeed has wide discretion to grant or deny permits.
That decision opens up the clear path and intention to remove another 24
ranching and farming operations for the same thing.
These
are horrific American tragedies.
These
are not incidents in a vacuum. These are families who took the huge risks of
pioneering endeavors that nobody else could or would do. These are citizens who
find themselves at the wrong place at the wrong time and get steamrolled by
government agencies that constantly elevate agendas over foundational freedoms.
Casualties
they are or will become. Words don’t seem to help them.
Stephen L. Wilmeth is a rancher from southern New
Mexico. “The dirty little secret is the fact that real wilderness and freedom
is best served by the protections inherent in private property rights preserved
in front line family endeavors.”
2 comments:
Of all of Stephen's articles this one gave me chills. Some writings achieve a level of communication unrivaled in the normal fair. This is one of those productions.
Still happening all over the Gila. Wilderness or not.
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