Garbage Land was the most depressing and frustrating book EVER. I keep looking at my trash and feeling so overwhelmed that I can barely look away. Today, I pulled a grocery list out of my pocket and was I was about to drop it in the trash, I froze.
What led me to write a list in the first place, for 15 things that I should be able to remember? And then to do it on a full, clean piece of paper. And, I used the WHOLE front side rather than making a tiny neat list that would enable me to use the paper again. Bah. I’m a horrible person! Or maybe not.
Maybe this whole municpal waste guilt is a tool of the patriarchy, or at least big business. Because municipal waste is about 2% of the trash problem. The biggest problem is with manufacturing. So like big pharma who has convinced us we need to buy rubber wristbands and walk in walkathons to CURE this or that (probably breast cancer though) we’ve all been convinced that we can SAVE THE PLANET through recycling. We can’t. It simply isn’t possible.
Anyway, Garbage Land was very good. But very depressing. Very sad. Very frustrating.
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