To ask the Secretary of State for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs what estimate he has made of the average time per year spent by a household in sorting and recycling rubbish.
The answer?
No such estimate has been made.
The implications of this are in this old piece of mine.
Now think this through for a moment. What is the ultimate non-renewable resource? The one thing we can never recycle?
Yes, of course, it is our time. Once it's gone it's gone. So we have a system whereby we are not measuring our use of irreplacable resources in recycling our resources.
There's something seriously wrong with this system, isn't there?
And where does it come from? Yes, you've guessed it, the EU.
2 comments:
Perhaps you could try spelling his name correctly?
Spend me or save me
Kill me or spare me
Find me or lose me
Gain me or waste me
You will never have more or less of me.
The nonfungiablest illiquidest commodity of all - and unless Mr Spink is assuming that nobody in the UK ever watches TV, snoozes on the sofa, reads less-than-improving literature, messes about, hangs around in bars, puts their feet up etc, the question would seem to be a dodo.
It takes me a few minutes a week to sort out my recycly stuff. Once a week a giant petrol-eating truck with a crew of four or five comes to take the recyclables away. They work my street far more slowly than the other truck that comes for the ordinary wheelie-bin garbage.
Does this pan out at all, would be my question.
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