"Both our present science and our present technology are so tinctured with orthodox Christian arrogance toward nature that no solution for our ecologic crisis can be expected from them alone. Since the roots of our trouble are so largely religious, the remedy must also be essentially religious, whether we call it that or not. We must rethink and refeel our nature and destiny."

ed and shelly sit in a bar. ed begins.

"actually i was thinking about me and all the bad things i've done in my life."
"like what?"
"well, like when we used to go down to mosquito lake and drop boat anchors on frogs."
"it was fun."
"yuck. do indians believe in sin?"
"what do you mean?"
"you know. original, venial, mortal. see, if you were catholic you could say a bunch of hail marys and our fathers and the slate would be wiped totally clean"
"oh right?"
"uh huh"
"and then you don't get punished or anything?"
"uh uh"
"oh wow... (pause)... what about the frogs?"
"what about them?"
"well... they're still dead"
"well that's true, but, if they were good little frogs, they'd gone to heaven"