Muppet, Kermit the Frog, sang the
song, “It’s Not Easy Being Green.” He
was wrong.
Of course, he was talking about
his “frog” existence; I’m speaking about the environment.
Today’s young pukes genuinely
believe they own the market on ideas.
They don’t.
Practically daily, we hear about
awareness of the environment and protecting it.
Evidently, these intellectual youngsters have one thing on which they
can rely: OPT, or other people’s thoughts.
I believe that in school, these
non-thinkers are taught just that – non thinking.
Allow me to explain.
Anything offered to these brains
of mush will stick, much like wet pasta laden with plenty of starch. Throw stuff at a wall and it becomes gospel.
Recycling bottles and cans, using
less electricity, keeping plastics out of dumps, using cloth washrags and
napkins, and avoiding paper plates, are just a few brilliant changes
Millennials, Gen X, and Gen Zers are pushing as original ideas.
Of course, these are ideas their
parents have foisted upon us as a society for some decades now. Now it’s the turn of their progeny. Alas.
I was in kindergarten when there
were forty-eight states in America Dead Sea was just sick. That’s pretty old.
Back then, my Father would load
up empty beer and soda bottles into the family sedan in order to return them to
the store. There, they were exchanged for
several cents each, with that money applied to the purchase of new cases of
beverages. Pint bottles got you 2¢ each,
while quarts garnered 5¢ per bottle. That’s incentive to recycle.
Beer and soda manufacturers met
the demand of consumers to not make returning anything mandatory. They created bottles with twist-off caps, and
aluminum cans to replace returnable bottles.
Paper napkins quickly disappeared
because of the inconvenience of washing out linen napkins, as did dish washing
rags; they gave way to paper towels for handiness.
Being berated for using too much
in the way of fossil fuels, the new-thinking kiddies insist we drive electric
cars, use curly-q light bulbs, and sit in the dark to conserve energy.
My Mother used a clothesline –
now called a solar energy dryer – for our laundry. We didn’t own a dryer, only a wringer. Look it up.
As an infant, I was clad in a
diaper. However, it was a cloth diaper. They were washed out, then laundered, and
hung our on the solar energy dryer.
Wealthier neighbors used diaper services that came by to pick up and
sanitize their diapers. But I digress.
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| The way milk arrived at your home in days of yore |
Milk was delivered in glass
bottles that were rinsed out and returned, when empty. They were picked up and delivered by milkmen,
every few days, along with eggs, butter, cream, and whatever other dairy good
you desired.
That effort kept countless
one-passenger cars off the roads, thereby saving gas and preventing pollution.
Baked goods and seafood were also
delivered to your door. A fellow even
came by to sharpen your kitchen knives for a pittance; as a bonus, he could
repair your umbrellas, if you so desired.
In other words, we oldsters were
practicing a green existence for generations.
Suddenly, “progress” happened.
Now, Millennials, Gen X, and Gen
Zers are reinventing the wheel through OPTs.
If anything, they learned
something in school – plagiarism.
Good job!
