jerryc41 wrote:
Ulster County, NY, where I live, no longer allows stores to give customers plastic bags. They can bring their own bag, or they can buy a paper bag for five cents. Looking further into this, it seems that stores have to buy the bags from the County, and that's why they charge the customers. The bags have the name of the store, but they also have County info about recycling printed on them. I'll pursue this further to find out what really going on.
I've never liked plastic bags. The first I saw of them was in England in 1974 (I think). We "caught up" years later.
Ulster County, NY, where I live, no longer allows ... (
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Well, we have done it to ourselves. We have never been responsible. We are a disposable society. We go through paper like it is water. We never have saved those infernal plastic bags. When have we really made a conscious effort to recycle? When was the last time we had saved anything from your morning breakfast? Imagine, you are going to work. You stop in a corner store. Grab breakfast. Perhaps, you have an egg sandwich and coffee. You know the sandwich is going to be wrapped up in aluminum foil. The styrofoam cup keeps your coffee super hot. It is all kept together in a paper bag with a plastic bag holding your breakfast and newspaper together. You are jostled back and forth. Then you get to work. Quietly you have your breakfast at the desk. Everyone else in the office hears and smells you trying to eat. After you have "snarked down" your breakfast, where to you put the aluminum foil, the crinkled napkins, the empty styrofoam cup and the paper bag that the coffee leaked through. Where does that plastic bag end up? Sure it goes straight into the garbage can. All of it. Lunch time comes. You "gotta" grab something to eat. Run down to the corner store. Order a chicken salad sandwich and buy a can of soda. Get back to your desk. Unwrap your sandwich. Oh look, some of it "spilled" out of the toasted roll and onto the paper over wrap. No worries. You have a little plastic package with a knife, fork, spoon, flimsy napkin, and a packet of salt and pepper. Tear it open. Sprinkle the salt and pepper onto your salad. You finish all of the salad with the fork. All the while, you sip your ice cold soda from the aluminum can. You have finished your lunch. Wipe your mouth with that tiny paper napkin. Where does the garbage go? Everything is "balled" up and thrown on top of your garbage from breakfast. You have finished working and you head home. Your spouse has asked you to pick up a gallon of milk, carton of eggs, some lemons, some chicken breasts, a bottle of wine and a loaf of bread. Let everything be placed in a translucent plastic bag. You come in the door and you sit down for the lemon chicken dinner you have prepared. Everything is served up on the paper plates with plastic utensils and transparent plastic "make-believe" cups to enjoy your Pinot Grigio. Then, you open the plastic over wrap from the memory cards or the boom microphone you also bought. You forgot to tell your spouse that you put the purchase on your plastic credit card. Where do you put your garbage afterwards? Right into the kitchen refuse can. Including that hard plastic overwrap. The plastic tray and the plastic wrap end up in the garbage. You sit down and watch another episode of Star Trek on the plastic 49 inch color television!
You head off to sleep with your head resting comfortably on your down pillow. Nod off to sleep. Darn! The plastic alarm clock wakes you up thirty minutes early. You run downstairs. Grab a bowl of cereal and a hot cup of coffee before work. You're "gonna" do breakfast differently than yesterday. Where does the garbage go? Right on top of last night's garbage. All of it! The plastic bowl, the styrofoam cup and the plastic spoon rest comfortably there. Include the carton from the milk and eggs. Climb aboard your bus to the work. You smile and giggle to yourself as you look at the other commuters. They are trying to eat their egg sandwiches and drink their hot coffee jostling back and forth like you did the day before sans the work desk. Shake your head slightly. Your stop happens along and you jump off the bus. And the cycle continues. You don't even take your car to work anymore. You figure you'll save on gasoline and avoid the frustrating traffic.
Why am I so elaborate? We have created this set of events for ourselves. And now, we complain! We, as a society are in a desperate rush to do everything yesterday. Boy, Oh Boy, are we stupid?!! We will never learn.Nope. Not now or ever. In fact, we have ruined this spinning ball of rock and water for children.
We have never learned to separate the aluminum, plastic and paper from everything else.
Well, for the used plastic bags I keep them in a cabinet by the sink. Darn! It is stuffed full of these infernal things. I use one or two when I take my dogs for a walk. I'll keep one "balled" up in my camera bag. I might have one stuffed into my coat, just in case! We have done this mess to ourselves. Now, we complain and want everyone to listen to us cry and join in our Pity Party. Try carrying the reusable cloth bag. Maybe a paper bag folded up somewhere to be reused as well.
Perhaps we should have three garbage cans in our cramped kitchen to separate everything and throw it all away.
Darn! I have to stop texting on my plastic cellular phone and finish my quick lunch and get back to work.
That song, "Corporate America", by the music band Boston playing out of your plastic transistor radio in the corner starts to make some sense.
Happy Shooting!