As a graduate of the small world of Anacortes High, I have seen my share of inbred, backwater big-fish-in-a-small-pond mentality.
I have also put up routes in Oregon, Washington and California,climbed all over the western and eastern states, and I gotta say:
Some of the worst bolting I have ever encountered is at Erie. Jesus! must have been too much on the mind or let it be known that he wanted more people in heaven when the crap I saw today was thrown into the rock.
And the guidebook? Dallas can't even remember which way to spell Hart/Heart Lake from one page to the next, much less draw a decent reference guide.
And the "Hard Rock Climbers for Christ" Diatribe on the inside of the back cover? That is just bizarre, Dude. And about as stupid a name as the guidebook "Rockin' on the Rock": really wholesome Christian inspiration there! That must have been quite a bolt from heaven for those two gems!
My advice? Move beyond your little world, and truly understand the multiple levels of shittiness you have initiated and supported.
And for fucks sake, redo the guidebook when you come back from your real-world experiences and see what an embarrassment it is.