Who We Are
The Council-of-Concerned-Conservationists (C-of-C-C) is a gathering of independent thinkers, poets, satirists, historians, dreamers, and skeptics committed to the conservation of cultural, moral, and metaphysical landscapes. We stand at the crossroads of tradition and change—not to block the path, but to place a signpost, a cairn, a weathered warning.
Our members come from many walks of life, but we are united by a common conviction: that what is old is not always obsolete, that what is natural is not always naïve, and that what is absurd often hides a deeper truth. We engage in the serious work of conservation with the tools of irony, satire, field notes, ancient wisdom, and the occasional yellow neck gaiter.
What We Believe
Conservation is more than environmental; it is spiritual, cultural, and philosophical. True progress respects roots, memory, and human scale. Satire and parody are vital instruments of clarity, not cynicism. Traditions are not prisons, but living legacies. The ordinary often holds the extraordinary—if one knows how to look. Modernity must be observed with both love and suspicion.
What We Do
We chronicle, we remember, we mourn, we laugh. Through essays, field reports, dialogues, satirical sketches, and metaphysical reflections, we explore the faultlines of a changing world. We offer no simple manifestos. Instead, we offer signs—sometimes literal, sometimes symbolic—to help navigate the difficult terrain of the present.
The Council’s work emerges under various banners:
Metaphysical Field Signs — What the land gives back when you ask the right question. Altdefs — Alternative dictionary definitions for a world spinning sideways. The C-of-C-C Newsletter — Dispatches from our concerned but often amused correspondents. Gone Awry — Poetic lamentations and lyrical field notes from the margins. Sonic Theology — The forgotten music of soul, soil, and sky.
A Motto for the Journey
“Tradition isn’t over. It’s working—through old minds, new hands, and whatever tools we can wield.”
Join Us
You won’t find membership forms or pledge drives here. If you find yourself lingering too long at an abandoned crossroads, reading the faded words on a forgotten sign, or laughing quietly at the tragic comedy of modernity—you are already one of us.
COUNCIL-OF CONCERNED-CONSERVATIONISTS…..Between Jest And Earnest….. 