Why the national park is the best idea America ever had

In this hellish election season, one glorious online refuge I've created is a Twitter list with all the public lands feeds I could find. It's got accounts from the various national parks, national monuments, the Bureau of Land Management, the Forest Service, and so on. When left-wing infighting or Donald Trump's barking lunacy becomes too much to bear, I head over to this relaxing spot full of beautiful landscapes, adorable animals, and anodyne service notices.

It's a reminder that despite the fact that the country seems to be very nearly coming apart at the seams, there is still much to recommend it — namely, its spectacular beauty. When it comes to protected public lands, there are none better than America's.

Ours is a boastful nation, prone to ridiculous exaggeration of our own innovativeness. Too often, it's empty wind. In a great many areas — like our disastrously inefficient medical system, or our pathetic passenger rail — we're still far behind where Europe was 50-80 years ago. Heck, we can't even match Romania at internet speed — and that was developed here a mere generation back!

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But national parks are unquestionably an American development. Pushed by American writers and activists, we established the first one in 1872: Yellowstone National Park. This served as a model around the world, from Australia to South Africa to Costa Rica. As Wallace Stegner once wrote, national parks might fairly be called "the best idea we ever had."

Not all protected areas are national parks these days, of course. We've developed a tiered system over the years, comprising 58 national parks, 121 national monuments, various state-level parks, and a stupendous variety of BLM land. The parks are supposed to be the most special, followed by monuments, and so on. While that is generally true, there are all manner of hidden gems throughout the lesser tiers (Dead Horse Point State Park, for example).

There has been an increasing focus on parks as an economic development strategy for rural communities — I myself have written about it extensively. To be sure, it's a far more sustainable path than oil and gas, and it is important to develop stakeholders in the park's continued existence over time.

But that is not the best thing about parks. Unspoiled nature is where one goes to feel de-commodified: to escape from the crushing grasp of our complex, technocratic economic superstructure and get some peace and quiet. It's both calming and healthy, but also a reminder that all of world society and wealth is built on quite a fragile foundation of nature that we are changing at breakneck pace.

One's favorite parks are always a matter of taste. As a Utah native I'm naturally partial to the famed Southwest parks and monuments. From the Temple of Sinawava in Zion, to the delicate pillars of Bryce, to the Waterpocket Fold in Capitol Reef, to The Maze in Canyonlands, to the Fiery Furnace in Arches; there is something magic and lovely about the harsh Utah desert. As Edward Abbey put it in a book he wrote while serving as a park ranger in Arches:

Then there is the Grand Canyon. I haven't seen every national park in the world, nor yet even all the ones in the United States. But I have hiked the Fish River Canyon, camped in the Okavango Delta, toured Kruger National Park, and bungee jumped before Victoria Falls; by my lights none can equal a trip down Colorado River through the Grand Canyon for beauty or magnificence.

But that's not remotely all. There's Big Bend in Texas, Shenandoah in Virginia, Yosemite in California, Rocky Mountain in Colorado, Great Smoky Mountains in North Carolina and Tennessee, Olympic in Washington, Grand Teton in Wyoming, Glacier in Montana, and of course Yellowstone. Every one of these would be a signature national treasure in a medium-sized country; America has them by the fistful.

Of course, neither the Park Service, nor the Forest Service, nor the BLM are without flaws. All have some amount of bureaucratic dysfunction and a scandal or two. Some of the parks and monuments are expensive white elephants, others need better management. The poor old BLM is overstretched, underfunded, under constant harassment from nutcases, and has to deal with about seven different contradictory goals — all while managing a staggering 247 million acres of land and 700 million acres of subsurface mineral rights.

Yet compared to the rest of the government, these agencies are basically alright. The Park Service in particular is a model of competence and quality service, despite being slowly strangled by Republican austerity like everything else in the government. Go to a national park or monument, and I can predict with high confidence that you'll have a good time. In a very real sense, it's your land — and mine too. Get out there and enjoy it!