Muck and brass
Don’t put your muck in my dustbin. Well, you kinda can, but as long as you make sure it’s the right muck in the right bin at the right time - I might get a fine else.
Exeter City Council, which (according to the Observer) had a scheme to tackle dodgy recycling since 2001, is (according to the Observer - do I only read one paper? Honestly, I’ll quote The Mail tomorrow, although it does make a change from the Herald) beginning legal proceedings against a few people for not recycling properly.
So is it worse to recycle badly or not at all? Take it from someone who has cupped cup cake cases in their hand for hours wondering which bin to put them in, it’s not easy. But then there are those who wantonly don’t bother - because they are dislocated from any responsibility, or they protest against the council’s heavy-handed approach. Then there are some who don’t even have the choice.
While we’re in a grey area (whether people should be fined for bad recycling, in case you forgot), don’t believe the hype that the NHS is unworkable. It’s a bit like believing in fairies. We know they shouldn’t exist, but if we all think they do, no one’s the wiser. Just because those who want it dismantled are telling us it can’t work, doesn’t mean it shouldn’t and won’t.
Even Catholic fundamentalist Dana (now MEP, former doyenne of Eurovision, no not Dana International, woops, I’ve said too much) believed in fairy tales.
If you liked this story, you could buy us a coffeeMarch 13th, 2006
