It was quite late the other night, while I was just finishing up a post, when I looked at the TV screen and noticed the tell-tale images of pelican and albatross corpses full of pieces of plastic. This imagery seems to almost always be a precursor to discussion about the North (Great) Pacific Garbage Patch.
So as I watched, the terrain became familiar, and I soon heard the narrator, Edward Norton, introduce Captain Charles Moore. I realized I was watching a National Geographic show called Strange Days. I was in no position to watch it, but I hope it will be on PBS again at a better time than 5am.
At a family get-together yesterday, my brother Rodd and I continued our talk about the Garbage Patch. Rodd has watched 11 of the 12 episodes of the Vice production of Garbage Island. I have only seen five of them, but it’s almost like I can’t take watching too many of them at once. I get a little rage building in my gut when I realize that my complacency, and the melange of everyone else’s complacency has lead to people and corporations treating the planet like a septic tank. There should be more outrage.
Perhaps I’ll post again when I watch the rest of the series.