Oh, oh ...
Joseph hits
his fellow
liberals ...
again.
PLUS:
A Video!
FUCK RECYCLING and Other Hits
I shall no longer support recycling or make any concerted effort to engage
in it, myself. And why, you may ask? Because the plastic shopping
bags from the supermarket have, by this time, been reprocessed (recycled)
so many times, they split like a pinata after suffering its traditional
blunt-force trauma as I watch my two bottles of ginger ale roll 150 linear
feet, down the driveway, past the lily-white blackamoors, onto the street.
Now, unless Al Gore, himself, wants to hang out at the head of the driveway
to pick them up, personally ... fuck recycling. And by the looks of
Al in recent years, I doubt he has much of an ability to stoop or bend in
most any fashion.
But it gets better ... These continually recycled products, with their severely
compromised molecular integrity, have more recently made it into ...
your automobile. Oh, yeah - aluminum components, as well. And if you think
they've only been used in non-critical areas of the car's interior ... there
is no 'non-critical' area in an automobile with a crash potential
- no more so than there is in a commercial aircraft. No, not even the cup
holders. For any material breakdown in a collision is a potential projectile,
with your eyeballs as its final resting place. There's a reason that
Mercedes-Benz uses a slat of flexible stainless steel, bonded and fused to
the Zebrano wood on the dashbaord. It keeps it from splintering in an accident.
Got it?
And while Apple computer now boasts that most of its product materials can
be recycled, it should be noted that Apple doesn't actually use
or rely upon any recycled materials, themselves, in its own product
offerings.
Now, you may read on the Internet that plastics can - with extra effort
and energy - be 'remade' to rival the quality of the original. However,
the very same source will tell you that most plastics are, indeed, "down-cycled".
For to create a quality recyclable takes effectively more energy (and
waste) to produce than to create a new one from scratch (read that again,
if you must). And while plastic recyclables are - and must be - separated
entirely by hand, there is no way of the reprocessor knowing exactly
how many times a given sample has been reprocessed previously. So, that
'molecular-breakdown', plastic shopping bag that seemingly can't successfully
hold even one 2-Liter bottle of soda? That shit is now all around you - and
in products you're relying upon.
Glass - and only glass - is the sole material that can be reprocessed
to be the absolute equal of the original - without expending much
additional energy - and waste - to produce it. The same can't
even be said of paper. The 'de-inking' process, alone, would make the most
'Green' among us shudder ... their leaves. But I like trees well enough,
so I'll give you a pass on the paper - even if its porosity does suck up
three times the printer ink. Yeah, that's right ... When you go to your
computer's printer preferences, the different selections of paper 'grades',
to a greater extent, determines how much ink is going to be spritzed through
the nozzles, relative to the paper stock selected. Hot tip: Go with a premium,
bright white stock. You'll more than make up the cost difference in the ink
required. And fewer plastic ink cartdridges to ... recycle.
THE RELIGIOUS CULTS OF MY LIBERALISM
And then there are 'those people' The members of the NPR / Whole Foods
Religious Cult who kneel at the alter of a Prius. Don't tell these dweebs
that there's far more nutritional value left in a package of common frozen
vegetables (even the 'store brand') than most anything found at Whole Foods.
It would be like telling them that Michael Moore held investments in oil
rigs (which he did).
Still, long after their 'leafy-greens' have passed their nutritional 'half-life',
these simpletons are perfectly content to sit at their recycled table from
the northern wilds of Washington state, with NPR playing on their BOSE
systems, consuming a vegetable medley of organic ... 'nothingness'. And this
state of euphoric rapture coming from the self-purported, 'intellectual class'.
But go on, certainly ... Continue to follow your fellow lemmings in your
fucking naturalist, Roman sandals. It affords me the opportunity to observe
that one can't spot much of a difference between your feet ... and
those of your wife. I mean, I know you're into the natural ways of our
prehistoric ancestors, but do you two eat with those things? Now,
why don't you go out and get her a nice muslin sack-cloth evening gown number
to go along with the rest of her day-wear, Flintstone wardrobe?
Come on. She deserves it.
THE FINAL ANALYSIS
Come on, my fellow liberals. Be honest. None of this is about the world in
which you live - or even, perhaps, about you and your state of 'wellness'.
It's about how you wish to portray yourselves to your contemporaries - your
tribe, your cult. It's a 'lifestyle' - fundamentally no different
from that on display by the members of the Country Club. You're really one
in the same, only carrying ... different bags. The sadness is in how you've
so successfully managed to dupe yourselves into believing ... otherwise.
Now, on to the video of the unsuspecting victim ...
