This week, Republicans rekindled their nostalgia for the good old days of unbridled pollution.
I was a deckhand on an iron ore freighter in the early 70s, and went up the Cuyahoga to the heart of the Cleveland industrial district more than once. It was like a hell from Hieronymus Bosch.
“It was like a hell from Hieronymus Bosch.” Descriptive lived experience! Thanks, Peter, for all you’ve done and continue to do to clean up the world.