I'd like to do a little monkey-wrenching around these parts myself, with the loggers, billboards, beaver-trappers (fucks don't even eat the meat), snowmobilers, and land developers. Funny you mention monkey-wrenching. I'm just now into Edward Abbey's-The Best Of- 1984 copy of shorts. His writing always has a tendency to rile me up!

Shoot them bastards and plant 'em in the garden, it'll put eyes on yer taters, ears on da corn, not to mention enough shit ta fertilize the hole damn plot!