First they start with firing. Just in time for fire season. 3400 federal employees across every level of the forest agency. T

Then they rescind the roadless rule. This is the rule that prohibits road construction, road reconstruction and TIMBER harvest on 60 million acres of national forests and grasslands. You know, so that someone can make a buck harvesting the timber and laying waste to our national parks.

Then they rape our lands and its national resources in the name of profit. Of course they do.

Animals.

This was also a step in their complete trashing of the United States and all that we used to hold dear. Up to auction to the highest bidder.

Or, you know, the average Friday.

This restructuring of the US Forest Service was announced on March 30. They were going to move the agency headquarters to Salt Lake City. This kind of implies that everything east of the Rockies is trash.

Research was trashed. Of course it was. There is a lot of research done on the forests and, you know, in actual fucking nature that this destroys.

Don’t worry, the propaganda machine is working on spinning this disastrous move. The bots are already hard at work denying, denying and, oh yes, denying.

Of course they are.

We need people to look up from their phones and their computers and their tablets to PAY FUCKING ATTENTION when the administration does shady shit like this.

It’s illegal. Because of course it is. This move was explicitly prohibited by the fiscal year 2026 appropriations.

Congress can stop it. but they won’t. Because they have their heads so far up the administration’s ass as to lead one to wonder how they breathe. Perhaps they have developed gills that can do oxygen exchange through shit. And there’s a lot of shit that everyone should be paying attention to.

The Alt National Parks page on the socials is leading the charge in getting the word out and in advertising which big outdoor companies to petition and what to say. Find them, pick a company and get to the phones.

Smokey the Bear needs us right now. Time to write and call and call and write. Ad nauseum.

Still.