You search your mind for any last hope of survival. None. It is over. You have finally accepted the fate of your fantasy, except it's not a fantasy at all. You have been living this dream of yours over the past few months. This is reality and slowly, over time you have begun to wish that it wasn’t. People called you crazy and you were ready to prove them wrong, but here you are weak, cold, and hungry, wishing someone, anyone, would save you from this awful suffering. While reading “Into the Wild”, a nonfiction tale of the wilderness enthusiast, Chris McCandless and others like him, one might imagine oneself in a situation like the one described. Similar to McCandless, Gene Rosellini and Carl McCunn both found themselves in …show more content…
Gene Rosellini, a 4.0 grade-point average student, knowingly gathered hundreds of credit hours while attending the University of Washington and later Seattle University, but never receiving a degree. After leaving college, Rosellini became convinced that humans had developed into inferior beings and took it upon himself to attempt to return to a natural state while in Cordova. McCunn, on the other hand, was subject to his unfortunate fate due to a lack of thinking. By not arranging a flight out of the Alaskan wilderness and throwing all but twelve of his shotgun shells in the lake he set himself up for failure. Because McCunn and Rosellini both lacked the typical amount of common sense and made irrational decisions, one could classify them as crazy.
Although Gene Rosellini and Carl McCunn met the same unfortunate fate of death, their upbringings contrast greatly, but both show a lack of common sense. In his youth, Rosellini, “had been a good athlete and a brilliant student,” and was well rounded in the aspect that he, “read obsessively, practiced yoga, [and] became a …show more content…
Shortly into McCunn’s stay near the Coleen River where he intended to shoot pictures of wildlife, he was guilty of throwing “all but a dozen shotgun shells into the lake” (Krakauer 82). Two months later, McCunn recalled in his diary, “[I] had five boxes and when I kept seeing them sitting there I felt rather silly for having brought so many. (Felt like a wa monger.) … real bright. Who would have known I might need them just to keep from starving ” (Krakauer 82). Since McCunn made the irrational decision to throw most of his shotgun shells into the lake, he was unable to use that ammunition to hunt for wild game in the times that his food supply dwindled. In comparison, Gene Rossellini spent a decade in Cordova, dedicating himself to an anthropological experiment before sharing with Debra Mckinney, an Anchorage Daily News reporter, that Rosellini “was interested in knowing if it was possible to be independent of modern technology” (Krakauer 74). According to Debra McKinney, “he became convinced that humans had developed into progressively inferior beings and it was his goal to return to a natural state” (Krakauer 74). McKinney learned that “he dined on roots, berries, and seaweed, hunted game with spears and snares, dressed in rags, [and] endured the bitter winters’ (Krakauer 74). Gene Rosellini possessed determination, but in that