Vacuosity

Three Rs

This entry could also be named: "Why I don't recycle."

Like it or not, I don't, at least not devotedly. I do subscribe to the philosophy of taking care of our earth; it's the only one we've got. And despite Capt. Kirk's assurance that there are a plenitude of Class 'M' planets out there, I don't think we would find one before we wrecked this one if we were not careful about it.

However, back to the point at hand, I haven't recycled much since I've lived on Cherokee. The problem is that even though the recycling containers are clearly marked to indicate what goes where (cardboard, glass, plastic), no one seems to grasp the concept of sorting. In addition, half the time the bins are filled with garbage too. I figure my trying to recycle is pretty useless unless the city has some way to separate the garbage from the recyclable goods.

And if they can sort the garbage and the goods, why do they need me to recycle?

posted by David @ 9:58 a.m.