I just drank a PowerAde from a plastic bottle, and noticed that CA, HI, and ME had a 5 cent deposit. Oregon was a pioneer at a time when recycling was hardly a priority with its landmark 1971 bottle bill. In 2007 the bill was revised, adding water bottles to the carbonated soda and beer cans and bottles. This bill originally reduced this kind of litter from 40% to 6 % along our highways and parks and public areas. Why, then, do we see other states surpassing our effort in recycling in 2010? Plastic never goes away. If store owners and beverage manufacturers are going to be selling their products in containers that will not break down in the natural environment then they should be willing to deal with the detritus from their operations in a responsible manner.
Special interest lobbies caused the 2007 revision to fall far short of protecting our environment from a large segment of this plastic onslaught on our environment. If you make a mess you should be willing to clean it up. Didn’t we all learn that from our mothers at a very young age? When will we learn that it applies to us as adults as well?
Even the bottles and cans along the highway are collected by those who find themselves homeless or destitute. Those that have a deposit. Why not put a deposit on all bottles and cans? There is a lot of expense involved for those creating the problem, but if they had incrementally preparing, seeing that this is the wave of the future, the expense could have been spread over the 39 years since the bottle bill was introduced.
It just seems ridiculous that we would only require deposits upon some of the problems and expect the rest to just go away. I think that this is just another example of our political process being hijacked by the few to the consternation and expense of the many.
Each time I think I’ve grown enough
God allows the world call my bluff,
And when my hat size grows too large
I need only glimpse the stars
To know my place in His creation
To praise His name for my salvation
To give love to my fellow man
That Jesus name the years shall span.
© 2010 Ron Buedefeldt
Hey guys, I know you’re out there. It tells me on my stats page that you’ve been visiting. So why aren’t you saying anything? I know that you couldn’t be agreeing with everything that I’ve been saying, but how can I know unless you tell me? I’ve said before that my opinions are constantly being revised and redirected as new information comes to my attention and as my experiences expose the faults in my earlier lines of reasoning, but how will I know when I’m wrong if you don’t enlighten me? I enjoy being able to put my thoughts out there, but I intended this blog to be a conversation where we can have the civilized debate that seems to be missing in our contentious political environment.
I would also love to have some input that will help me to become a stronger and more effective writer. Feel free to critique, suggest, or even agree if you care to. I don’t want to just listen to myself all the time.
I was reading an article about the financial collapse that we are all still hoping to recover from. The author was trying to put some historical perspective to the discussion in order to promote the argument that economics is not a science, as it is now considered, but instead an art. He goes on to explain that the economists, with all their formulas and theories, were as surprised by our financial meltdown as the average Joe. They are now scrambling to gain new clues to economic movement by looking to psychologists, sociologists, and neuroscientists.
I don’t think that it’s an art or a science. More like a shell game, I would think. How can you predict which way the wind will blow? The wind has as much substance as our currency has. In 1971 President Nixon took us completely off of the gold standard and converted our exchange to fiat currency. Fiat currency, according to Webster (no, not Martell, you Blazer fans), “any paper currency issued by a government as legal tender, which is not convertible to coin.” Our money is worth the paper it is printed on. It is only useful as long as a government is willing to accept it as payment, and it is subject to whatever market forces are at play at any given moment.
Right now our money is worth what China says it is worth. Our government has basically sold our country to the highest bidders. In the Bible it advises us that the borrower is slave to the lender. Our debt is so great at this moment that we are likely going to lose our AAA credit rating with the world (WHAT!) bank and we will never even be able to keep up with the higher interest, let alone ever get out from under the thumb of one of the most brutal and restrictive regimes on the face of the earth. How can we lead the world if they all hold our markers and can call them in at any time?
It would seem that as our world has shrunk through the technology of communication and travel our safeguards and checks and balances have shrunk as well and a bug in the system becomes like a needle in a haystack. Human error is something that will never go away, and the more complicated we make our systems, the greater chance that human error will be magnified before it can be caught and corrected.
Honesty is the cure. Honest leaders choosing honest men and women who understand that lies and hidden truths are what are tearing our system apart. Power corrupts; we need to find a way to repair our system of check and double-check so that we can get back to doing what makes sense instead of changing just to change and then dealing with the fallout later. I am reminded of Nancy Pelosi’s admonition, “We have to pass this bill so that we can all see what’s in it.” This is the kind of leader we need in these crucial times? I don’t see it. Let’s get some people into office who can do their job and bring us clear, simple legislation that moves our great country forward.
I just finished reading Isiah chapter 44. What a powerful look into the nature of The Creator. Just to hear God describing His awesome nature is at once humbling and inspiring. To have a Lord, architect of the universe, who would, out of all His creation, make us his first priority, our welfare his largest concern, is simply as exciting and confidence inspiring as anything ever written.
My wish is that more people in this impossibly complex and intimidating time in which we are living could reconcile their faith with the rest of their lives in the seamless and inseparable fashion in which they were designed to function. This could go a long way toward solving some of the social and environmental dilemmas that we are facing today. Too often we pit ourselves against our own values and judgement because we have lost the distinction between “needs” and “wants” to such a degree that we now view many of our “wants” as rights. We have shortened the iconic “right to the pursuit of happiness and morphed it into “the right to happiness.
I want to focus my attention to casting off my selfish nature. Though I like to consider myself a generous and giving person the truth of the matter is that I still harbor a part of me that is demanding and self-serving and it is time to shed the part of me that encourages me to save plenty for myself even though there is a greater need elsewhere; the part that blindly demands a fair share. My fair share, when you get down to it, is nothing at all. If you balance out the negatives and the positives in my life, I likely have much more than I deserve. If I can just wrap my arms around that concept, I could begin to appreciate what I have as the gifts that they are and stop taking them for granted. I would then be able to realize the bounty that I have, quit hungering for more, and begin sharing without a sense of loss or the desire to hold on to something that could fill a critical need elsewhere.
I know, it all sounds good, but how can I go against my own nature? Work at it, I guess. It is worth the effort, and any progress will be a success and an encouragement. It is sometimes tough to give sacrificially, but after you have, well, we all know how that feels.
To all writers out there I pose the question about the balance in your writing between the story and the words that you use to tell that story. Is one more important, or more of a conscious effort, than the other? To what degree? It is kind of like asking a photographer which is more important, the subject or the presentation. It is all a matter of preference and perception.
I enjoy playing with the words in my poetry, but it is vital that the poem in the end result tells a story or displays an emotion. Hopefully both. But it is also important that the words themselves have fun. In my stories I will explore the words that I use and search for words more nuanced for the situation. But the words cannot be there just for themselves. If I change a word or use a new one it must add something significant as opposed to its absence. Otherwise it would be just words.
The best thing about being a writer,for me, is the intimate relationship that you develop with language and communication, the basic building blocks of a functioning society.
So what’s your story?