I think of myself as “an advocate”, but the truth is that lately I have done nothing to promote anything. Oh, I make a few donations, and I send the occasional letter to my senator, Debbie Stabenow. I have the time, and I am “passionate” about some issues, but after my last failure I lost momentum. (Well, it was not a complete failure. I did some good, but not in the ways I had hoped, and I got so stressed and disappointed that I quit. I know “it’s not about me”, but if I don’t feel productive I can’t keep plugging away at it.)
It’s time to get to work, and try again to make a difference! Publicity about the destruction caused by plastics has finally energized me. So today I took my first step: I tweeted about needing ideas for ways to make my kitchen “plastics free”. I won’t wait for the responses! As of right now I’ll use fabric totes to bring purchases home from the grocer. That was easy!
The next step will be harder: What shall I do with my stock of heavy-duty plastic trash bags? (I wonder if they will burn. And I hate to waste the money I spent on them.) Maybe you, my followers, will share some ideas with me. And maybe my project will inspire you to take the same pledge.
Let’s go , everyone!
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By Seth Dixon
Ever since I researched the meanings of monuments in the cultural landscape in Mexico City, I’ve been fascinated by the cultural politics of memory and heritage. The removal of a statue is a cultural 180, acknowledging what was once honored and revered is now something that does not worthy of that distinction. This sort of change is not without protests on both sides and a cultural rearticulation of who “we” are when “we” make a public memorial.
By Naomi Shihab Nye:
Wandering around the Albuquerque Airport Terminal, after learning my flight had been delayed four hours, I heard an announcement: “If anyone in the vicinity of Gate A-4 understands any Arabic, please come to the gate immediately.” Well— one pauses these days. Gate A-4 was my own gate. I went there.
During ten years of struggling with UTIs I have found doctors to be of no help in getting to the cause. They simply prescribe antibiotics for periodic infections and estrogen to reduce the number of occurrences. So I am taking matters into my own hands.
First I searched the web and found enough information to start a little archive. Now I am seeking a clinical study to join or some research project to volunteer in. I’ll begin with my primary care unit, University of Michigan Geriatrics Center. They are part of a huge medical complex and may have suggestions.
Do you, dear reader, have any ideas? Please share them in comments to this post.
I look forward to hearing from you.