I know… the lyrics are different. It’s an attempt to take a comical statement and apply an alternate meaning. See, I didn’t sleep through all of my college literary courses.

So here’s the point. I’m tired of everyone complaining about killing trees when they print hard copies of something. No one whines when they go into a library or book store or pick up their Entertainment Weekly. I was reading a literary agent’s blog recently and she made a passing comment on modern historians’ concern over the lack of physical letters written between people. In the past, these provided great insight into the personal lives and inside stories of historic events. With the advent of email, it’s just too easy for people to simply delete these correspondents. And before you say it, these people aren’t necessarily blogging. Further, don’t forget that jobs in the timber industry, while significantly declining over the past several decades due to increased automation, environmentalist pressures and foreign competition (damn those canucks), are still US jobs that people depend on. They aren’t high paying and regularly labeled some of the worst jobs, but they are still jobs critical some a subset of our society. (more…)