Recycle, re-use, refuel
Pouring rain or shine I bicycle with my daughters to school every day, about 2 miles each way, and uphill. It builds character, I tell them. At our local schools (K-8), rain is a feared nemesis (wet pavement qualifies as rain), requiring indoor recess. Hey, our kids futures are stake! I kid you not—this is perhaps the most telling evidence yet found demonstrating the decline of western civilization. Such are the policies of the intelligentsia training our kids. No child left wet behind the ears! Uh huh.
Any day now I’ll have to suffer through another Green Day, meaning if you’ve got the green (money), you drive to school, collect a few cans and bottles, chant “recycle, reuse, refuel”, make posters of the same tripe (did I get it right?), and pat yourself on the back for saving the earth, then jump in the SUV for the 300 yard drive home. Note the lone pedestrian, an approximate 50% reduction in the usual count (hey, the sidewalk was wet, and everyone knows that wet sidewalks cause rain).
Anyway, don’t get me started on the crowd that spends $3M to build a 6000 square-foot “green” home—thus achieving sainthood on earth. Remember, the best way to reduce your carbon footprint is to...die!
Man, those are ugly wheels on the Range Rover!
Canon 1DsM3 + Zeiss ZE 50/1.4 Planar @ f/8
