I am not an eco-dumbass. I don’t believe in burning other people’s SUVs cause you have a case of the ass about how much fuel they use. I do not believe in telling someone that they can’t use the water that is on their property cause it might kill a fish or two. I don’t believe in telling someone that they can’t chop down a tree on the property that they own cause it might fuck with an owl. I do, however, believe in conserving and reusing our resources when we can.
This lovely, wonderful state I live in (well, it is lovely for 4 months out of the year anyway) is one of a handful of states that has a mandatory recycling fee for glass, plastic and aluminum containers. Ok, great! Sounds like a good idea in principle, right? I pay an extra $.05 per container, and I can get it back if and when I take it back to a grocery store that has the recycling machines. With me so far?
My ass pain comes from redeeming the $.05 per container. There is no really efficient way of doing it, at least not where I live. You go to a grocery store and you sit there and put container after container in these machines. You spend the extra five cents on the products that you buy and you have to fuck with these machines that work about half the time, incompetent people who are assigned to take care of them, and store management that can’t or won’t make sure they are properly maintained. They don’t give a shit.
Yesterday I took five yard waste sized bags of cans (yeah, I am a slacker) into our local store to get our bucks back. This particular store has two mass can recycling machines. They have hoppers and you just pour the cans in. Guess what? Both of those fucking things were broke. Why didn’t you go to another store, you might ask. Well, this particular establishment is the only one in town that has those mass “get your money back on cans” machines. So, here I stand, in 100+ degree weather, putting one can after another, one at a time, into their other piece of shit, ill-maintained machine. I got about half done with bag number five and the machine said “bin shakedown”. Fuck! I looked at this man and his two pre-teen daughters next to me and asked them if they would like what I had left. They said sure. I go inside and redeem my tickets for my cash. I come back out, glad that the nightmare was over, and there stands this man and his daughters, sweating their asses off. They were waiting on the aforementioned incompetent person to come out and empty the machine so they could continue. Smartass that I am, I commented, “I bet yer wishing you hadn’t agreed to take those.” He shook his head and said, “This sucks, but thanks.”
With the level of technology that we have in this country, it is unfathomable to me that we can’t come up with a more efficient way of dealing with recycling. I pay those cocksuckers an extra $.05 per item (yes, typically a beer can), and they can’t come up with an easier solution?