In such a world, why write? How justify this mad itch for scribbling?

“Speaking for myself, I write to record the truth of our time, as best as I can see it. To investigate the comedy and tragedy of human relationships. To resist and sabotage the contemporary drift toward a technocratic, militaristic totalitarianism, whatever its ideological coloration. To oppose injustice, defy the powerful, and speak for the voiceless. I write to make a difference.

“It is always a writer’s duty to make the world better,” said Samuel Johnson. Distrusting all answers, to raise more questions. To give pleasure and promote esthetic bliss. To honor life and praise the divine beauty of the world. For the joy and exultation of writing itself. To tell my story. Well now, says the old wolf, vox clamantis in deserto, that should keep him busy for a while.”

~ Edward Abbey, 1984