This morning I brought my stolen plate to class so as to avoid the paper plate. I grabbed a mini muffin and after sitting down, came to the realization that there was paper on this muffin. I popped the whole thing in my mouth, paper and all. At first I thought to myself, “man this paper completely ruined this muffin” but then I realized that I just wasn’t a big fan of the muffin itself.
Today made me question my values. I am a self described environmentalist, but am I really doing everything I can? Where do I draw the line? How much do I need to sacrifice? Todays discussion made me feel a bit powerless.
It is impossible to live on this planet with no impact. I could go full Chris McCandless and wander into the wilderness of Alaska with some flint and steel and a rifle, and yet, I would still have to eat.
At Curtis one of my Buddys dumped all his food scraps into the garbage, which is 2 damn inches from the compost. What the hell Bryan? I gave him my two cents on the situation and he looked at me like I was asking him to sacrifice his first born child.
Henry Brooks, signing off