Really? I mean, why should we take his word for it?
What if the Lorax (if that really is his name), is just a “tree-hag” or a tree fan-boy of sorts?
In my head I imagine this exchange among the trees…
Tree1 – “Oh no. The Lorax is coming…”
Tree2 – “Seriously? Dude, I totally wish I had legs to get away from him.”
Tree1 – “No no… check it out, if I had legs, I stomp his weaselly ass.”
Tree2 – “Yeah dude, that would shut him up!”
Tree1 – “Here it comes, he’s going to stand there and pontificate about how wonderful he is for speaking for us. Blah, blah, blah.”
Tree2 – “Hey Buddy! Don’t do us any favors, right? Maybe you should go speak for rocks, they need somebody too! By the way, Wilford Brimley wants his mustache back!”
Tree1 – “I wish he could have heard that. Except the Wilford part, that was lame.”
Tree2 – “Whatever… hey, why are YOU Tree1? I was here first.”
The Lorax. “I also speak for Sam, the dog next door!”
Wilford Brimley. “Oatmeal, it’s the right thing to do.”