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Geography: Human Impact on the Environment

Y'know, I like this class. I do. It appeals to my weirdo hippie upbringing. It's just that I always leave this class either angry or depressed.

Or... today, contemptuous. The girl next to me keeps making 'eewwww' faces whenever sustainability is mentioned. The prof tells us about the likelihood of private transit being outlawed in the next two decades, and she makes an entirely different face. You poor thing. You might have to take the *bus*. o.O Today we talked about how vegetarians use forty percent less global resources apiece than carnivores. She suggested we just use cloning to make more animals - at which point I felt obligated to point out that you'd still have to feed the animals. Four tonnes of wheat to one tonne of beef (those numbers are completely wrong, I'm pretty sure, but it was a great big imbalance, anyway). She seems to take the whole "resources are limited regardless of human desire" thing as some kind of personal affront. She wears polyester. Lots of it. She scares me. People like her are the reason we're all going to die in twenty years when we reach that magical point of kickover between unrestrained consumption and scarcity. The *really* scary part is that she's not the only one - half the class makes these faces. How did these people live through the reduce-reuse-recycle era of the nineties? I know they were *there*. But we seem to have put that whole silly "conservation" thing behind us as a thing of the past. Disposable washcloths? Disposable mops? Disposable *dusters*? Bloody anthropocentrism. Sigh.

My creative writing prof is a jackass. Yup. He failed the guy next to me on the first assignment because it was one line over the limit - and he didn't actually *tell* us "one page", either. I read the scene - it was good, even. Not great, but he tells me this was his first try at prose - in which case it was awesome. I really, *really* hate profs who mark more on format than content.

There was something I was supposed to be doing... I should go try and remember what it was.


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Sep. 17th, 2003 08:51 pm (UTC)
I hear ya
Dude, those disposable washcloths *scare me*. I saw a commercial for them, and just *stared*. Apparently, humans are no longer hardy enough to wash a fricking towel.

I was reading something that claimed that disposable diapers were the best things... My mother used cloth diapers on us, and we're not only still here, we're all healthy.


But, then, we live in a disposable world, sadly.
Sep. 18th, 2003 12:48 pm (UTC)
Re: I hear ya
I'm actually pretty sure that disposable washcloths are a sign of the apocalypse. My roommate tells me that every time that commercial comes on I sigh and mutter "we're all gonna die" under my breath. ;)
Sep. 17th, 2003 10:16 pm (UTC)
four pounds of wheat for one of beef? true.
And a lot of that wheat isn't considered suitable for human consumption, which is why cows are eating it and not...well, vegetarians, I guess.
Sep. 17th, 2003 10:34 pm (UTC)
Amazing Stats...
I heard stats about the diaper thing once. Tonnes of money wasted on disposable diapers. I'm using cloth ones when I have kids.
Sep. 18th, 2003 06:46 pm (UTC)
Re: Amazing Stats...
I'm not gonna breed in the first place!
Sep. 19th, 2003 08:28 pm (UTC)
Re: Amazing Stats...
Right. No breeding. We can just influence our friends' kids. ;)

About that Academy thing, actually... I was struck by a story idea. Remind me on Tuesday, by which time it might have crystallized into something coherent.
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