The town I live in is known as “The Recycling Capitol of the World.” It says so on the sign when you’re driving in to town, so it MUST be true, right?
I live on a farm. We have very little trash because we burn paper, food scraps go to the hens or the compost pile. Newspapers (Sunday only) go to the Goodwill for packaging; I re-use paper bags and packing materials for shipping books I sell. Aluminum pop and beer cans have been crushed, bagged and taken to the metals center for CASH for at least a decade now. Husband has his “metal pile” and that gets hauled there once a year, too.
I’ll put myself up against ANY Greenie when it comes to living lightly on this Earth. I do it because I’m cheap and it’s just the way I live. I’m not out to ‘save’ the planet.
F-em. Seriously. The Nanny Staters annoy me to NO end.
All these DEMANDS make me want to do is to throw stuff away in the regular trash and to not process it properly.
Makes sense to me!
Here in SoCal, the illegal aliens are robbing all those bottles and cans for themselves. Long before city workers even wake up. Makes sense to me. I did it a couple of times for cheap thrills. $40 bucks cash for aluminum cans by weight. I know where the shredder is on Parthenia Street and they are doing fine noisy job there.
And get this: My manager told me to just throw out test fixtures made out of 2024-T3 aluminum. OK! $600 bucks! Those have to be smelted and marked T-3