Why is it that plastic will take thousands of years to break down in the landfill, if ever, but my cheaply made plastic faucet spritzer begins to disintegrate after only a year of use?
I've been reading the adventures of No Impact Man. If you haven't seen this blog, it puts all of us supposed environmentalists to shame. His idea is to make no net environmental impact on the Earth by decreasing activities that hurt the Earth and increasing activities that help it. A noble cause if ever I've heard one.
Of course it makes me feel guilt ridden about my own lame attempts at being an environmentalist, but hey, at least I'm trying. If I could convince all my neighbors here in suburbia to use a rake or snow shovel instead of a leaf- or snow-blower, I think the world would be a better place. Or at least quieter. (I know, I'm rambling, but I'm still sore from pulling weeds and pushing my reel mower around the yard yesterday. And the stares I get. Is it possible to feel like a relic from a simpler era when you're only 38?)