I read a bunch of John Muir’s writings last year. In his book “A Thousand-Mile Walk to the Gulf”, about his journey south in the late 1860s, it was pretty hard to ignore how he never missed an opportunity to demean the people he met who had recently been enslaved. And he was born in Scotland and raised in Wisconsin, so it’s not like he came from the South.
There’s a lot of great stuff in his writing, but there’s this too.
There’s a lot of great stuff in his writing, but there’s this too.