Ok, folks, let's repeat this for the sake of clarification, shall we?
There's "green", and then there's "Green".
I'm very much "green", and have been since the early 1970s, when the Arab Oil Embargo showed us how vulnerable we Americans were to reductions in the imported petroleum supply.
Suffice it to say, I have solar energy powering part of my home, I drive a biofuel truck, I compost my table scraps for my vegetable garden, we separate all our recyclables for curbside pickup, and I'm looking at supplementing the photovoltaic power with a small wind turbine. I'm not big on the whole "Carbon Footprint" charade, but I do indeed try to minimize my impact on my environment. I own several acres of standing oak forest, and for the fireplace in the den, I usually take only the standing dead trees or the fallen ones. Come deer hunting time, I also minimize my damage to the little ecosystem that provides me with venison. That doesn't mean I'm out there burning down Hummer dealerships, or racing rubber Zodiacs in front of whaling ship harpoon guns, or splashing women wearing fur coats with blood.
I grew up in Aldo Leopold's stomping grounds, and my parents instilled a strong sense of conservationism in myself and my sister. We are probably more self-sufficient than others of our generation, but it doesn't mean we're eco-terrorists because of that, and I strongly resent the implication that to be "green" you have to be out there on the fringe. That just stinks on ice.