Go, ask me the question. It burns your lips, I feel it.
With four children, two babies, a preteen, cloth diapers, renovations, and two plants three goldfish, compost she still with the same fervor? His compost he won first prize in the suburbs? Has it reached the eco-nirvana as she speaks on her blog, a family and at staff meetings?
I'll confess, my complexion much greener than thought, whose color was actually nuanced over the years. With my large family now, I would say that the pilgrimage is an ecological activity overrated. The coast is too steep for my ability and like any good basking in sweat, I doubt: "And if God did not exist and I compost-Recycle-Save all for nothing? "
I lost faith.
When I think there just three years, peel cucumbers gave me an almost ecstatic pleasure. "Ah! The good compost that will these skins! Eat, eat my bins darlings! "
Today, I delegate. When we are invaded by fruit flies, I look over and invites him to kindly participate in this ambitious project to save the planet:
- Who's the little green heart his mom will have the honor to lay the remaining vegetables in the compost?
- ...
- Hey, girls! I need to go and bring the bowl in the back of the yard!
- Wouach! It's full of flies there.
-Two dollars to the one that dares to go out in the rain to do its part for the environment.
- Why you looking at me, me? The grass is wet, really!
This scene has some variations from the "see, the bowl is too heavy" to "it's too cold for composting. Yet when comes time to capitalize on the compost and cloth diapers to get elected class president, everyone raise your hand! I can already see one of my daughters seduce his great anti-globalization with compost MY MY MY recovery and future water toilets to dual flush!
Honestly, who does not already doubted the benefits of recycling to a jar of peanut butter dirty to clean? The temptation to put it directly in the trash is great. And that other cloth diaper that has moldy at the bottom of the tank, you would not hesitate to wash?
It comes into play the concept of saving "Sustainable Development" ─ a concept which in my humble opinion trumps all other designations such as "green," "organic" or "fair." Sustainable development is "development that meets present needs without compromising the ability of future generations to meet theirs."
If washing the pot of peanut butter may jeopardize my sanity, I immediately threw it in the name of sustainable development. Because I am also an exhaustible natural resource! Once exhausted, that meets the needs of my future generation, huh? Who?
The men have long known that they are an exhaustible natural resource. Personally, I do not know many men who feel guilty in front of a disposable diaper or a banana peel in the trash. Would this mean that ecology is a domestic mission of Women? Is it in the nature of women to transform a mountain of laundry on their way to Santiago? Unless we all looked forward to access a kind of ecological sanctity?
My problem is when that educated mothers ─ diaper cotton imitation cowhide makes ─ euphoric, to give an example as a universal solution to environmental problems. Do not confuse "personal passion for polyester" with the real environmental solutions! Wash layers certainly can not hurt, but the future of the planet can not rely on a handful of clotheslines! Is it realistic to ask women who work or have more children to wash diapers? Is this a solution within reach of all?
And while we wash diapers, other (less concerned about the environment) are investing in our places the political sphere. What would you buy a few bags of disposable diapers, the time to introduce the weekend of three days? Additional leave to wash our diapers, anyone?
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