Save Oil and Wildlife by Using Cloth Bags

Global warming has always been my main concern, when I wrote a post of Cow Farts: Global Warmers Or A Load Of Hot Air?, most people that knew me thought I was crazy then, but think about it, we’ve lots of cows here in the US and elsewhere, and they do fart, then there must be lots of hot air, but is it enough to cause global warming? I guess living in the country is not all about fresh clean air after all, might have to put up with the cow farts as well.

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Then the recent news of cow poop caused fire burning in California, those that used to laugh at me actually thought of my cow farts post that I did, and of course they thought of me, still laughing about it though, and I kept thinking to myself,  farts from cows people, it’s methane gas and not laughing gas, I don’t think they get it. I do love cows and water buffaloes, as for now their business is fine with me, and if it does cause some hot air, hopefully someone that think like me would come up with a solution.

Global warming is not a laughing matter, we’ve to do our part to help protect mother earth.Today is Blog Action Day and the topic is Climate Change, also known as Global Warming.

As for me, I like to do my part as well, I try to carry my own cloth bags when I go grocery shopping.  I think it’s time to save oil and wildlife by curbing use of plastic bags, the statistic from the Buffalo News is very scary, no laughing at my news source please.

According to the article, the U. S. Environmental Protection Agency says that more than 500 billion bags are used worldwide each year. Less than one percent of those bags are recycled. Why? The economics simply does not work: it costs $4,000 to process and recycle one ton of plastic bags, which is then worth $32.

Our National Academy of Sciences reported in 1975 that oceangoing vessels dumped 8 million pounds of plastic annually. The rest, of course, ended in landfills or, even worse, sewers. For many of those plastics neither is the end of the line. They have been found north of the Arctic Circle near Spitzbergen and as far south as the Falkland Islands. They account for more than one-tenth of the debris washed up on the U. S. coastline.

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Please Join Blog Action Day – October 15th, 2008

I participated in Blog Action Day last year on the issue of the environment, and this year, if you would like to participate, please register at blogactionday.org, and October 15th, 2008 bloggers around the web would unite to put a single important issue on everyone’s mind – Poverty. I hope you will join, much attention is needed, I’ll be writing a post on that day.

Door To Decision

I learned about Blog Action Day through A Dialogue With K, on October 15th, bloggers around the web would unite to put a single important issue on everyone’s mind – the environment. My contribution to this day, a poem by Robson Grant called Door To Decision.

Photo by Underwater-girl, called River Crossing (Mekong River, Laos)

We come from a turbulent past
To an info-age moving way to fast
The fate of these lands
Is now placed in our hands

Will we bring destruction to an end
Will we have the power to mend
Save this fragile dreamland
Wash away our footprints in the sand

Global warming is causing weather changes right before our eyes
But we still blacken our skies
Sunrays take less time to burn our faces
But we still destroy our rain forests and just leave empty spaces

The men spill out of the factories everywhere
Punching their time clocks basically unaware
Don’t realize what’s happening to the big picture
The massive devastation of the atmospheric mixture

Every day go through their daily motions
Waiting it out for measly promotions
Distant stares and silent prayers
Monday to Friday . . . say goodbye

Our oceans are slicked with oil spills
Our waterways full of toxic waste that kills
We build our cities on mountains of pollution
Without an environmental solution

We live our lives in search of wealth
In the process damage our good health
Crime stories are found on every newspaper page
People loosing control in an uncertain age

The victims of greed are getting younger
In a world that still allows their hunger
Our petty problems make us hang down our heads
While million’s go unfed

Desire unfolds the light of our day
But we cannot give in to the subtle decay
We must rise above the haze descending
Toward mass action mending

We must take control of our actions today
or the children of tomorrow will be the one’s to pay
The new innkeepers shall soon take charge
of the next generation’s voyage at large

Trends are patterned and patterns trended
But man’s damage must be ended!