There was an interesting TV programme last night… One hour on the problem of rubbish (er… recycling) in the UK. For a whole hour, the programme berated us ordinary folk, for making a mess, they bashed the local authorities for dereliction of duty, for not tidying up after ourselves, they empathised with the poor overseas, who had to sort out our mismanaged rubbish by hand. But never once did they address the real villains of the piece…
Not once, did they mention the unholy alliance between big business and government, or fascism as Mussolini described it. From the beginning of the industrial revolution, when the towns first started to become urban (or overcrowded), we have had a problem with rubbish.
Of course in the early days, we did not have so much of the stuff, we were less materialistic (we weren’t fashionable), but we still had clothes and we still had some food waste, bottles and old clay pipes and pots… Oh and we didn’t have the benefit of the EU, to regulate what we did with our junk.
So we did what came naturally, we burnt as much as we could and got some heat energy out of it, what was left was dust, which the “dustman” collected, we sold most of our bottles and jars back to the manufacturer, we ate everything and gave the bones to the dog, we tossed our old tobacco pipes into the river. Nothing was left.
Fast forward to the recent past, government decided that pea-soupers were to be avoided, so it banned the burning of rubbish along with polluting coal… in fact we just moved that pollution out of sight, we actually started to burn more coal on the hilltops and waste the energy that it produced by sending it along energy sapping cables… and we created energy giants and massive bureaucracies to administer and police us.
Our local councils started to tax the individual small businessman out of existence… the economies of scale… we saw the emergence of supermarkets and high street (later retail park) giants. Their accountants destroyed the labour market, by pre-packing everything and replacing skilled people with “shelf fillers”, we told people to trust the “sell by” labels, everything came in its own plastic container, we started to generate rubbish on the grand scale, and we couldn’t get rid of it.
Where once we would go to the butcher and buy some meat, wrapped in paper, we now bought meat in nice, clean individually crafted plastic trays. Where once we bought a bottle of milk, drank it and washed the bottle and gave it back to the milkman, we bought plastic bottles of the stuff and threw the bottle and half of the milk away, instead of making junket/yoghurt, butter or cooking with it… it wasn’t unusable, it was just a bit sour… and so on, for clothes, for under-engineered household machines, tools and implements.
All of this was done with the blessing of the central government and their chums in big business… it was good business after all!
And not once, did that TV programme mention the organisations that were making our lives impossible and morphing us all into idiots, that do not understand when something is or isn’t beyond repair, broken, worn out, inedible…. Not once did they point the finger at who exactly was responsible for the mountain of plastic that fills our bins.
Oh no, those folks were being encouraged to become even more fascist, even more vigilant in regard to the stupid folk that just want to feed and clothe themselves. It is after all, another rich seam of income for them… fines for not recycling, contracts for various inefficient recycling efforts, opportunities for burning heavy oil for shipping waste from one place to another, including overseas. Oh, and don’t forget, this mountain of waste plastic is made from oil too.
This is just one example of how unregulated, we can sort out our own lives… Regulated we are forced to delegate that to a higher authority to profit and generally f**k us over in exchange for an opportunity to go on fact finding missions to Bali and celebrate their cleverness at banquets.
There are many more… In fact, every facet of human life is/can be regulated to the point of stupidity and turned into a business opportunity by these fascists, and then of course, policed.
How’s this for an idea… Suppose we went to the supermarket, bought whatever food we think we need, and then unwrapped all of those plastic trays, took off all of the extraneous wrapping and put the actual food into paper bags and carried it home… made our own yoghurt from waste milk, gave our really off meat to the dog/cat… generate only dust and leave the fascists to sort out the junk that we leave behind.
That, of course, is pre-supposing that our shopping basket doesn’t consist only of part/pre cooked meals… There is no hope there!
Of course one could also avoid the supermarkets altogether and try to find a butcher, baker and candlestick maker that will behave responsibly, give better service and sell better produce.
Oh no, that would never work.