greenies and retards
so i just got back from a week in geneva switzerland. geneva sends her regards.
interesting thing about europe...actually, i should say, interesting thing about america: we produce a lot of waste. i went to the grocery store to get some of the usuals, bottled water, fruits, some yogurt, microfiber underwear-- the good things in life. i get to the register and fumbily struggle to come up with correct change using swiss francs...or maybe it's french euros, it's all so confusing. as i'm paying i notice there's no bag boy...in fact, there's no bags. people are actually bagging their own shit, using their own bags that they've brought to shop with.
wait a second, people use the same bag over and over again? most people buy only enough to fill two medium-sized canvas bags. i started thinking about america. i usually buy about $120 worth of groceries per trip, it comes out to 8 to 10 bags on average. i take the bags and store them in my pantry to use for....whatever. but that's just me. think about the woman in the lane next to you buying scads of cream of mushroom soup and the newest hot pockets for her 13 children...think about the fact that she's visiting the grocery store twice a week because she forgot to get "surf's up" caprisun and motts lunchbox edition applesauce. she brings home 30 little plastic bags every other day...her and the rest of america.
where does it all end up? a landfill or the ocean, or both. it's not just one little winn-dixie, krogers, publix, safeway in your town, it's in your state, it's in all states...it's all of them.
yeah, enough with the green peace already.
i helped teresa's parents move this past weekend. while taking a rest from heavy lifting i noticed a group of love bugs on the concrete. love bugs, for those that don't know, are these little creatures, not unlike lightning bugs, but without the "light," that fly around nearly their entire lives conjoined at the butt...or something like that.
so there are these two couples that found a sweet spot of something spilled on the ground. amongst the 2 couples is a dead couple, laying right there in the middle of the sweet spot. if this were real life, which it is, i would've immediately wondered 2 things. #1, i didn't kill this couple, which means that the only other living couple here is...umm.. so uh....i think i should fly my ass away before they get riled up again and try to kill me. #2, well, geez, this is john and sherry, they aren't killers. john, what's the deal with the dead guy? oh, they were like that when you got here...right. do you think that maybe, hmm...you think we should be licking this shit?
i like to give bugs the benefit of the doubt, but what's really going on in their heads? how are they not moved even just a little bit when they see some of their own laying dead in the street? bugs make retarded people look not retarded. well, they still look retarded, 9 times out of 10, but the thought processes, looking less retarded by the minute, absolutely.
interesting thing about europe...actually, i should say, interesting thing about america: we produce a lot of waste. i went to the grocery store to get some of the usuals, bottled water, fruits, some yogurt, microfiber underwear-- the good things in life. i get to the register and fumbily struggle to come up with correct change using swiss francs...or maybe it's french euros, it's all so confusing. as i'm paying i notice there's no bag boy...in fact, there's no bags. people are actually bagging their own shit, using their own bags that they've brought to shop with.
wait a second, people use the same bag over and over again? most people buy only enough to fill two medium-sized canvas bags. i started thinking about america. i usually buy about $120 worth of groceries per trip, it comes out to 8 to 10 bags on average. i take the bags and store them in my pantry to use for....whatever. but that's just me. think about the woman in the lane next to you buying scads of cream of mushroom soup and the newest hot pockets for her 13 children...think about the fact that she's visiting the grocery store twice a week because she forgot to get "surf's up" caprisun and motts lunchbox edition applesauce. she brings home 30 little plastic bags every other day...her and the rest of america.
where does it all end up? a landfill or the ocean, or both. it's not just one little winn-dixie, krogers, publix, safeway in your town, it's in your state, it's in all states...it's all of them.
yeah, enough with the green peace already.
i helped teresa's parents move this past weekend. while taking a rest from heavy lifting i noticed a group of love bugs on the concrete. love bugs, for those that don't know, are these little creatures, not unlike lightning bugs, but without the "light," that fly around nearly their entire lives conjoined at the butt...or something like that.
so there are these two couples that found a sweet spot of something spilled on the ground. amongst the 2 couples is a dead couple, laying right there in the middle of the sweet spot. if this were real life, which it is, i would've immediately wondered 2 things. #1, i didn't kill this couple, which means that the only other living couple here is...umm.. so uh....i think i should fly my ass away before they get riled up again and try to kill me. #2, well, geez, this is john and sherry, they aren't killers. john, what's the deal with the dead guy? oh, they were like that when you got here...right. do you think that maybe, hmm...you think we should be licking this shit?
i like to give bugs the benefit of the doubt, but what's really going on in their heads? how are they not moved even just a little bit when they see some of their own laying dead in the street? bugs make retarded people look not retarded. well, they still look retarded, 9 times out of 10, but the thought processes, looking less retarded by the minute, absolutely.