Don’t pitch that sack
One of my beloved sons is “in” the grocery industry, and as a byproduct has become the environmental conscience of the family. Nothing wrong with that; I don’t hide in shame because one of the family is “green”. In fact, it’s a very positive development. Coupled with the aspect of being a one-car family, we may actually change our bagging habits.
Today was my first forced grocery trip. I was forced to bring along reuseable bags, and I admit to being moved positively. First of all, I lack fingernails (due to close encounters with a clipper on a regular basis) so opening the plastic piles when it comes time to carry home our treasure is difficult. Second, the two bags we had were just about enough… a little foresight and one more purchase and we’ve have the biweekly shopping trip mastered.
Lugging a full cloth bag is a good workout. Beats slogging iron at the local scrapyard. There seems to be a movement afoot in the legislature to follow the leadership of other jurisdictions such as Ireland, where a bag tax has worked wonders on transforming the ardour of the shopper to discard. A quick readthrough of the reuseable bag site gave me even more information about how we need to change our direction on the plastic bag question. I invite you to become better informed. No, paper is not an option (now that the clearcutting in parts of this province have been noticed, from outer space).
Imagine a world where we adopt public transport, reuse our packaging and turn down the heat. Hey… that’s my house you’re describing. Now if we can turn off a few more lights, learn that twenty minutes in the shower doesn’t make you any cleaner and convince the dog to police after herself, we might have a model for the rest of the world to follow.
