Chapter 11
Outside, there were indeed picketers, Kitka thought ruefully. Some 20 of the most motley looking group of picketers he'd ever seen. Not that Talkeetna got many protests. Actually, none that he could think of.
Mary Abbott and her children were carrying signs that said: Alaska for Alaskans, Alaska's Parks Don't Need the Feds, Save Our Park and, in the hands of the littlest Abbott, Save Our State for Me!
The granola crowd was well represented. Kitka counted six pairs of Birkenstocks marching down the sidewalk. A tall woman strode by — Janice Jackson, he realized — carrying a sign that said Go Home, Lobbyists, Alaska Doesn't Need You.
Ben Jacobs marched grimly by as if he felt completely out of place. His sign said, "When you know Alaska like I do, then you can tell me what to d
