Img: the Unabomber manifesto
Seriously, how can someone who spent their whole life in the wilderness need to touch grass so hard? You feel alienated by wage labor and capitalist development and your solution is to complain about feminists and Berkeley professors? What a useless crybaby.
According to the tales I've heard he was literally too stinky for any of that to be going on.
Wet dirt and old milk, they say.