The LA Times Outdoor section today featured an article about the decay of the U.S. Park Service due to budget cuts and a devaluing of the roles the rangers play. I believe the the woes of the Park Service are also those of the Forest Service.
http://www.latimes.com/features/outdoors/la-os-newfamily6apr06,1,5439956,print.story?coll=la-headlines-outdoors
The following was also in the Outdoor section of today's Times:
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Among a certain circle of people who frequent our national forests, there's a decades-old term for the agency that oversees millions of acres: Forest Circus. It's a facile play on "Forest Service," of course, and a snide way of saying that bureaucracy does some freakish things, just like the Snake Man at the sideshow. It's spoken in the same acidic tone as the old slang for our urban spoilsports: fuzz. And it's a springboard for songwriters and, lately, merchandisers.
A verse and chorus of Montana poet-songwriter Greg Keeler's 1990 song "The Forest Circus" goes like this:
Step right up to the big top,
Over here you tax payin' rubes
'Cause right behind this curtain,
You'll see Mother Nature's boobs.
That's right we're gonna strip her
Of her last few virgin trees
So all of us can gawk at her
From her head down to her knees.
At the Forest Circus,
get your tickets at the gate,
But you better make it snappy
'Cause the hour is gettin' late.
Yes, at the Forest Circus,
the big top show is on
Here in the land of many uses,
So let's use it till it's gone.