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Die, Styrofoam Peanuts, Die!

Why won't you just DIE???

Photo by 24thcentury, under a Creative Commons license

Whoever invented Styrofoam peanuts needs to die a laboriously slow, painful death. Even if I weren’t an environmentalist, Styrofoam peanuts would still be near—if not AT—the top of my shit list. They stick to everything: your hands, your clothing, your rugs—even your cats, who of course make things worse by cannonballing into the white abyss, spewing the putrid things everywhere. If that’s not enough, Styrofoam has the temerity to crumble into static-cling-loving confetti that you will be breathing in and cleaning off your floors and furniture FOR DAYS. I mean, you must really REALLY loathe someone to mail them a box full of Styrofoam peanuts.

I don’t care if you “recycled” them from another source, I’d rather have my exposed liver julienned by a flock of psychotic, inbred geese than try to shake off another fistful of Styrofoam peanuts, while I scream ineffectually down the darkened hallways of my own private Hell.

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Global Warning

Photo by Gilles Mingasson/Getty Images

Photo by Gilles Mingasson/Getty Images

Yes, NASA made an honest mistake, but that doesn’t change the overall global trend. (Read top climate scientist James Hansen’s response.) Why is there still debate over this? It’s not a matter of religion, politics, or personal ideology—in this case there actually IS a right or wrong answer, and the fact is the earth is heating up because of unrepentant, unrelenting human folly. In the end, it’s not about the environment, it’s about the survival of the human species.

The environment will repair itself—flourish, even—after we’re gone, because, as David Suzuki (I love this man) says in The 11th Hour, the planet “has all the time in the world.” But we don’t. We who needlessly, recklessly consume and endure the drudgery of work just to be able to overconsume again, at the expense of another’s suffering; we who have lost touch with the things that are truly important and of worth—we, our children, and their children will just be a blackened footnote in Earth’s history.

Earlier, I overhead two men fussing over the volumes of their iPhones. Thousands of years of civilization and it all boils down to whose ringtone is LOUDER.

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