Blue Vinyl Redux
D’OH. They have Blue Vinyl at my local library, and so I’ve placed a hold on it instead of dropping cash on a purchase. Verily, a lifetime of conditioning is hard to shake—my first impulse was to order the movie online because I belong to a generation that is used to, and lo, demands, instant gratification. (And, until I realized how much fuel and packaging went into feeding my online-shopping fix, I was so out of control that the hub was thisclose to staging an intervention. With sock puppets, because that’s the only way you can guarantee my attention.)
Then, the greenie part of me kicked in, and my next impulse was to buy it in person from a store. No packaging, right? I’d probably wouldn’t even need to whip out the canvas bag I keep folded up in my tote. But then I broke one of my cardinal rules—stopping to think if I needed to own this movie, if I couldn’t support their cause in a more direct way. And only then, like a radiant burst of sunlight after its been obscured by storm clouds—accompanied, of course, by the Singing Chorus of Dawning Realization—it hit me: You dumbass, check the library first.
(The Corporation was a loaner from my friend Nisha—thanks Nisha!—because friends don’t let friends enlarge their ecological footprint without just cause.)
green LA girl said,
March 13, 2006 at 12:30 pm
I just added Blue Vinyl to my Netflix list ;)