Put them in a bottle
Just to break them
At your feet
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Starbucks Recyclable Partially-Recycled Cups.
Starbucks cups these days have obscene messages of this variation:
“YOU. Are a pioneer in using Recycled Cups. Everything we do, you do. Your business lets Starbucks do business in a way that is better for the planet. Like leading the way in cup technology with the first U.S. hot cups made with 10% post consumer recycled fiber, and cup sleeves that use 60%. Starbucks is working on a cup that is 100% recyclable too. It’s what we can do, because of what you do. Good for you, you.“
Now, if you can get past the nauseating self-congratulatory bullshit (vomit bags on the back of the seat in front of you), let’s read this again.
* Starbucks cups are made out of 10% recycled fiber and the sleeves are 60% recycled material.
* Starbucks is working on a cup that is 100% recyclable.
Notice the subtle equivocation? The first set of numbers describe how much of the cup is made out of recycled material, but the second set of numbers describes Starbucks’ aspiration for the recyclability of its future cups.
This all leaves the question unanswered: how much material in Starbucks cups today can be recycled?
Turns out, none. Apparently, there is some material in the cups that makes it impossible to recycle Starbucks cups. This has been the case for several years, yet Starbucks manages to pull a brilliantly deceptive marketing trick like this, which, in addition to relying on the same flawed political attitudes as Ethos Water, happens to also illustrate some of its dangers. You’re not actually helping the environment by buying at Starbucks, you’re encouraging the wasteful practice.
A friend of mine, who worked for Starbucks for two years, boycotted the company when she found out that they are huge supporters of Planned Parenthood but do nothing to help prevent teen pregnancy in the first place. She withdrew her business entirely and has been going strong.
I realize that Starbucks is doing some good by buying good coffee from local farmers as opposed to giant coffee farms. Even so, the fact that their cups AND sleeves are not recyclable at all bugs me some. What’s more is their sick, sick “humanitarian campaign” with the whole Ethos water thing. One perk is that Starbucks will give you a 10-cent discount on each order if you bring in a mug. While I’m not strong enough to boycott Starbucks completely, I will consider the mug because it’s the least I can do.
My Haphazardous Thoughts
So after several weeks of putting off this long-awaited post… I’m starting now because I need an outlet in order to maintain (or obtain) a hair of sanity.
As of now, I am a thirty, flirty, and thriving young woman. Minus the thirty and flirty.
I kept a LiveJournal religiously all throughout my four years of high school and scrapped it completely when I started college. Hell, I scrapped most of my friends except, quite literally, less-than-a-handful of dear ones. Something about having a publicized journal made me feel self-conscious and paranoid. I did not like enjoy feeling this way. I proceeded to write regularly in a private “feelings” blog throughout my almost-4 years of college. And now, I would like to keep a faithful record for this new chapter of my life.
My trek as an university alumnae began a few weeks ago. And to be honest, it wasn’t nearly how I thought it would be.
I know what my problem is. I need consistency and perseverance. Sustenance. Faithfulness with the little, boring stuff. I can get my emotional whatsis that serves as a good kick in the butt to get me started, but what I really need is something that will keep me going.
Objectives of This Blog:
To find /re-find my voice as a writer. As much as I thoroughly enjoyed studying Philosophy, I can’t help but feel that it’s cramped my style. Dry papers don’t do much for my creativity.
To keep a record of my epiphanies and personal growth.
To practice free, unadulterated expression of feelings and posit judgments; similarly, to decide exactly how I think and feel about certain things… and be okay with it.
To practice the occasional Korean, which is a language with an entirely different set of expressions and nuances
To share serendipitous blessings along the next few years in my journey as a young adult.
To entertain and inspire.
To (maybe?) tentatively try my hand at creative writing (which I haven’t done since I was 15 for a poetry slam).
