So much here that resonates with our moment now. An economy crippled by pandemic, and with its accompanying sorrows, the possibility—the demand—for real change, especially for the poor and working classes. Economic mobility and trespass are bound together by a kind of reciprocity, as Hayes beautifully portrays chapter after chapter. But that’s not the half of it. The more our public commons become the private domains of the wealthy and powerful, the greater the moral stigma grows against those who must (lacking any choice in the matter) live along the fence lines and in the ever-decreasing margins of those domains. Add to this dilemma the nonhuman biosphere—just as subject to private, corporate, and national monopolies of land—and you see how the flat-earther’s make-believe idea of an escapable drop-off continues to be the engineering project of the propertied elite.