Not Green
Even if it's on sale ... those cute graphic tshirts at places like Target might remind us to be more green ... but they are not green.
I was tempted tonight though. 30 percent off!
Something deep in my consciousness flicked on to alert me ... THAT IS NOT A GREEN TSHIRT.
Go on ... check the label. You know it's made in a sweat shop somewhere, probably by children or at least men or women who are woefully underpaid. How else could it be marked for $8 or whatever.
How much fossil fuel did it take to get that Tshirt here for me to buy it on sale? On the ships to get it from their coasts to our coasts, and the trucks to haul it across the country.
Guess where it was made? The Philippines. Other "green" shirts were made in Guatemala and Cambodia.
Learning.
Learning to not buy cheap c$#p anymore.
Learning not to eat asparagus anytime other than early spring. If you eat it "fresh" in the hot summer or dead of winter ... think of where in the world it might be springtime or mild enough to have it grow and what it took to get it to you. (learned that from the Kingsolver book, Animal Vegetable Miracle).
Just finished East of Eden (thank Sojo Ann! for the book recommendation). And, how does a Steinbeck classic figure into this ramble? Ah! There's a big scene where Adam Trask wants to utilize the just built railroads and new refrigeration processes to send southern California lettuce to New York, in the winter. As a delicacy. That's how it started. Lettuce in the winter. Grapes (that lost their seeds) in the winter. Sweet potatoes in the summer. Delicacies turn to market demand and expectation. And that's why we can find bananas on every grocery store shelf in America. Anyone you know have a banana tree?
We are doomed. Doomed!
Learning. Laughing.
(UPDATE: Laughing because we will never give up bananas at our house. Mr. Anti-Sodium would not have it. What would he put his organic locally produced (no sodium) peanut butter on? Laughing because he's laughing at me over this post. Laughing because someday we might move to where bananas grow! Yay!)
Posted in: on Monday, July 28, 2008 at at 9:56 PM
does that mean I have to quit eating bananas, bc really it is the only fruit I can push on one little guy? Oh no, it is all over.
Banana's grow in Rwanda! Lots of them, by the truck load!!
AIR CONDITIONER ON 80.... SPIRAL LIGHT BULBS IN EVERYTHING THAT ILLUMINATES.... TURN OFF THE WATER WHILE BRUSHING AND SOAPING UP....KEEPING BANANAS AND PRODUCE AND EATING IT AND ENJOYING IT WITHOUT GUILT WHENEVER I CAN GET IT.....SO I GUESS I AM....AQUA....OR A VERY LIGHT SAGEY GREEN? AND I AM SORRY I CAN ONLY WORSHIP AT THE FEET OF THE ALMIGHTY WALMART....I WOULD FEEL GUILTY, BUT THEN MY PROZAC WOULD LEAK THROUGH MY TEARS AND HARM THE PLANET....
I TRULY APPLAUD YOUR STRIDES AND EFFORTS... YOUR WORDS INSPIRE ME AND ARE NEVER ENOUGH....BUTT SOMETIMES I GET SARCASTIC....
GREEG