They were two men who had found meaning in composting, but also the fatalism that vexes many in the environmental movement, the knowledge that the work they do is never enough.
Mr. Buckel texted the younger man to say he was not coming to the compost site that morning. Then he sent a lengthy email to associates and the media, and went into Prospect Park.
Then it hit him. Mr. Buckel was writing in the email about self-immolation. Why would David send such a depressing email so early in the morning? I was a little aggravated, Mr. Morales said.
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