Kermit really nailed it when he said it isn’t easy
being green. But then again he was
addressing the race question. Lately
I’ve been thinking about a whole different kind of being green.
Today, “being green” means being
environmentally conscious - a technical term meaning don’t waste stuff. Our
grandmothers used to call this being “frugal” but how tedious is that? Back then it wasn’t a choice. It was a lifestyle dictated by a lack of
funds. It was essential to be careful
with your stuff - you didn’t go overboard using stuff, buying stuff, or
throwing stuff away. Now we have so much
stuff we find it hard to appreciate any of it. And stuff
is soooo easy to come by. Wal-Mart
and the internet are chock full of stuff
that is guaranteed to make us happy.
Yet, at every turn we are encouraged
to be “green”. We now have Greenpeace and The Green Party where once upon a
time we only had The Jolly Green Giant. You can see how much more solemn things
have become. And why was The Giant green
anyway? Was he the product of the first
misguided genetics experiment that crossed radioactive broccoli with
humans? Or did he climb down a beanstalk
and decide he liked farming and advertising?
Or possibly, his excessive height just made him seasick from bobbing
around in high altitude winds as he ho-ho-ho’d over various agricultural
operations. I don’t think he had any
personal policies on “greenness” at all.
I suspect he might have even used pesticides. But there must have been some reason he was
so Jolly. Maybe he grew things other
than vegetables.
Greenpeace and The Green Party are not at all Jolly. They are pretty serious, and have members who
go around with the perpetually furrowed brows of the disapproving. Maybe if they spent more time on farms and in
gardens they too would be Jolly. It
would certainly be healthier than perpetrating endless acts of fruitless persuasion.
At one time, back before anyone even
thought up the idea of being green, it was all just taken for granted. Recycling hadn’t been invented, at least not
technically. My dad, who didn’t live
long enough to witness the birth of recycling as a political act, was nevertheless
a dedicated recycler. Every time he took
a load to the dump, he helped them out by bringing more back with him than he had
dropped off. Today he would be
arrested. It would be illegal for him to
make boat seats out of chairs with missing legs, wrong to bring home a
millstone and turn it into the world’s biggest grindstone, and immoral to pick
up that discarded wooden barrel that later housed such lovely flowers. I’m almost glad he didn’t live into the era
where he would have become an offender.
The mere thought of it makes me shudder – my own dear dad arrested for beauifying
things that other people threw away.
Now, going to the dump involves a
lot of rule following. You and your
vehicle must be weighed before you rid yourself of that bag of stinking meat that
was fouling up your fridge. The dump is
so regulated that after you hurl your bag of meat into the appointed spot and
drive away holding your nose, you and your vehicle must be weighed again. It’s the municipal version of Weight Watchers. The dump uses different scales for vehicles
entering and exiting. If your vehicle
should ever weigh more on the outbound leg of your trip, a frightening
situation could unfold. They might tear
apart your vehicle seeking the contraband garbage that you had squirreled away
under the back seat. Theft from a store
is called “shrinkage”. It will get you
arrested. You’re not allowed to shrink a
landfill site either.
Fortunately,
there are many ways to improve your greenness on the home front. Our most recent endeavor was an energy saving
showerhead. I must admit that it did
indeed save energy. During a
seven-minute shower, it grudgingly squeezed out about a cup of water. My feet didn’t even get damp. A day with one hundred percent humidity would
have yielded a more suitable environment in which to work up a lather. I smelled like a shampoo sample until mid
afternoon. And all the water I didn’t use lapped around in the hot
water tank all day, doing no one any good.
The downside of being green is that
it can spawn conflict. Suppose I read by
candlelight in order to save energy. Am
I perhaps doing more damage by releasing carbon into the atmosphere with the
candle flame? Can I expect someone to
ring the doorbell and slap me with a carbon tax? And once I’ve saved that electricity just
exactly where is it? Does it get put
aside as my own personal kilowatt hour, or does some other less conscientious
person get to run his plasma screen TV with it?
So maybe, in some cases, we should
take our example of how to be “green” from Kermit and The Jolly Green
Giant. They are the experts on
greenness, and you can bet they are never, ever going to be as cranky as
Greenpeace! Butting other people’s ships
and engineering high seas confrontations are not on their list of Green Things To Do. And I’m pretty sure that despite how helpful
it is to the environment, neither of them is ever going to endorse showering in a mere cup of water!