I Have a Dream

I have a dream that one day I will rise up off the couch and live out the days that once were found in the crags of Utah: "I hold these truths to be self-evident: that all climbs are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the white granite trad climbs of Little Cottonwood the brown quartzite sport climbs of Big Cottonwood will be able to climbed and enjoyed at the table of brotherhood in all climbing circles.

I have a dream that one day even the city of moab, a city sweltering with the heat of summer, swarming with the mosquitos of the colorado, will be transformed into an oasis of Trad routes and Bouldering.

I have a dream that my future children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the routes that thy ascend but by the quality of their climbing.
I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day, down in Indian Creek, with the vicious BLM, with its State Directors having their lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification;
one day right there in Utah, Trad climbers and sport climbers will be able to join hands with boulderers and hikers as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.