I read this book because I, like author, am from Prince George, but I think its appeal can extend beyond the people of Northern British Columbia. Essentially, Fawcett is presenting a case study of the impact of unrestrained capitalism on a small community. I am sure its story is not that different from many other towns in North America, or, indeed, the world.
Through the end of the 20th century, Prince George was dominated by the timber industry. The problem, as Fawcett presents it, is threefold 1) the environmental impact of lost trees and soil erosion, 2) the economic problem of diminishing supply, and 3) the fact that the logging companies are exporting profits outside of Northern B.C. The net effect of these three factors is contributing to the steep decline of Prince George's economy, as evidenced by the high crime and unemployment rates, and the dillapidated downtown core.
I did enjoy this book. I gained some valuable insights into what has happened to my home town, and more information about forestry than I ever thought possible! Fawcett is at his best when he is telling the stories of people: usually friends and aquaintances of his who have, or still do, live in Prince George. He tells much of the story as seen through their eyes, which imbues a deep humanity to his book.
What I did not appreciate were the moments where he felt the need to get on his soapbox to make wild claims about the ubiquitous evil of capitalism, many of which were completely disconnected from any facts. A particularly pungent example was his lament that the litter around one of his favorite spots near the Salmon River was a result of the dominance of capitalism over the area. He would have done better by simply telling the story, rather than injecting these bizarre polemics.
Mercifully, these rants are few, and become non-existent as the book goes on. Ultimately, they do not distract from what I found to be a highly critical, yet heartfelt and sympathetic look at my hometown.