Environment, enshrironment
I'm far from the most environmentally conscious person I know. Quite far. And yet, something's been bother me for oh, eight years now. Gets my microscopic environmentalist hackles up.
Mosquito Magnet.
Now, greenhouse gases are a big problem for what I like to call Sol III, our little planet "Erf". There are some causes we can't completely help in our present society. I love me some steak, so the beef industry gets a pass for all the methane. I work about 30 miles from home and love my job. There's no public transportation that could get me all the way there. So the combustion engine gets a bit of a pass, as well.
According to Wikipedia, carbon dioxide accounts for as much as 26% of greenhouse gases. I know that a number of things I do in a normal week create their share of greenhouse gases, particularly carbon dioxide, like using my propane grill. But again, I have to cook most of what we eat chez Monkey one way or another and they all use some resource of another. So I let the grill go, with just a mindful don't-run-it-longer-than-needed attitude.
Only in America would a company make a name for itself (and not a bad one) selling a convenience that slowly aids global warming, while saving humans from what I consider a minor nuisance. There are certainly better ways to accomplish the same end. At least ones that pollute less. That's what it amounts to. The propane tank burns and puts out an alluring scent of CO2. It burns solely to put out the greenhouse gas. It's not cooking any steak. It's just luring mosquitos to their death.
I am a mosquito magnet myself. In the right conditions, I have been reduced to a swollen mass of so many bites. I welt up so bad, the bites have essentially connected. And I itch to new levels of itching. But I cannot even consider, however, burning fuel and pumping more CO2 into the air just to clear a 15 foot area for me. Cutter works well enough, and a couple of their products aren't even poisonous or bad for ground water.
It feels very American, this polluting and burning fuel (which I have to believe exists in a finite amount on this planet) for no life-or-death situation. If needing to grill a steak can even fall under life-or-death. I mean, I need to eat. Anyway, it just feels so conspicuous consumption that sometimes I understand what the world dislikes about us and our sense of entitlement.
Thanks. I feel better now.
Mosquito Magnet.
Now, greenhouse gases are a big problem for what I like to call Sol III, our little planet "Erf". There are some causes we can't completely help in our present society. I love me some steak, so the beef industry gets a pass for all the methane. I work about 30 miles from home and love my job. There's no public transportation that could get me all the way there. So the combustion engine gets a bit of a pass, as well.
According to Wikipedia, carbon dioxide accounts for as much as 26% of greenhouse gases. I know that a number of things I do in a normal week create their share of greenhouse gases, particularly carbon dioxide, like using my propane grill. But again, I have to cook most of what we eat chez Monkey one way or another and they all use some resource of another. So I let the grill go, with just a mindful don't-run-it-longer-than-needed attitude.
Only in America would a company make a name for itself (and not a bad one) selling a convenience that slowly aids global warming, while saving humans from what I consider a minor nuisance. There are certainly better ways to accomplish the same end. At least ones that pollute less. That's what it amounts to. The propane tank burns and puts out an alluring scent of CO2. It burns solely to put out the greenhouse gas. It's not cooking any steak. It's just luring mosquitos to their death.
I am a mosquito magnet myself. In the right conditions, I have been reduced to a swollen mass of so many bites. I welt up so bad, the bites have essentially connected. And I itch to new levels of itching. But I cannot even consider, however, burning fuel and pumping more CO2 into the air just to clear a 15 foot area for me. Cutter works well enough, and a couple of their products aren't even poisonous or bad for ground water.
It feels very American, this polluting and burning fuel (which I have to believe exists in a finite amount on this planet) for no life-or-death situation. If needing to grill a steak can even fall under life-or-death. I mean, I need to eat. Anyway, it just feels so conspicuous consumption that sometimes I understand what the world dislikes about us and our sense of entitlement.
Thanks. I feel better now.