I’m starting to think recycling is a fool’s game.
We had a lot of printed material left over from the weekend’s bike show. You always print a lot more than you need. So we piled the boxes and wrote “recycle” on them. The in-house cleaning crew would take those boxes and put them in the proper places for pick-up. One of our guys said, “they won’t recycle this stuff. It’s too shiny.”
“We recycle magazines”, I replied. “Same thing.”
“Yeah,” said my pal. “But magazines go straight into the landfill.”
Do they? I don’t know. But I’ve been at some pretty big organizations that don’t recycle and it crosses my mind every time I rinse a can and tear off its label. Is there really a point to it? People I work with toss pop cans into the garbage without giving it a second thought, despite the availability of blue boxes.
I was once told that each aluminum can equals a lightbulb worth of energy. I don’t even know if that’s true, but it hit home to me. Meantime my city is delaying the beginning of a green bin program once again. Table scraps and vegetable matter are all being tossed into the trash, still, by every resident in this city. Again, I ask the question, in the big scheme of things does it really matter?