|A Former Tree|
That's the opening paragraph of a story I found through United Press International. Here's what I have to say about the whole thing: Ain't that fucking special. I'm not real big on this whole recycling thing. It's a great idea in theory, but in practice, not so much. This is from about.com, "in 2002, New York City, an early municipal recycling pioneer, found that its much-lauded recycling program was losing money, so it eliminated glass and plastic recycling. According to Mayor Michael Bloomberg, the benefits of recycling plastic and glass were outweighed by the price -- recycling cost twice as much as disposal. Meanwhile, low demand for the materials meant that much of it was ending up in landfills anyway, despite best intentions'." The last two words sum it up perfectly., "best intentions". Feel good gobbledy gook that a bunch of Gaia-worshiping pansies base their whole belief system on..."intentions". The article did, however, leave out another important word that goes with "best intentions?, and that word is "control". I don't think I need to explain it to you. If you want to read the complete article, it can be found here.
When it becomes economically feasible to recycle anything, paper, soda cans, plastic, whatever, I'll be tooting the loudest horn and shouting from the highest mountain top about the benefits of recycling. Until then, spare me the feel good mamby pamby save the trees crap. I ain't got time for it. Also.....you are breathing my air, dumbass. Leave me the hell alone. You idiot tree-hugger dipshits are more irritating than the Jehovah's Witnesses.
Because Toby said so.