A Surprising Little Angle on Unity
I write from what may be the northernmost human structure in the old 48 states (according to a few anarcho-localist writers like Bill Kaufmann, Alaska and Hawaii still don’t count). Created by a surveyor’s error in the 1760s that was codified by the 1783 Treaty of Paris ending the American Revolution, Minnesota’s “Northwest Angle” is a hundred-square-mile patch of muskeg, bedrock, and pine and birch forests jutting above the 49th Parallel into the vast Lake of the Woods. I started coming up here as a teenager with my parents in the 1960s. With my wife and children, I have been a regular vis . . .