Of course it all depends on whose perspective you're looking through, and even with the feel-good vibe of the personal environmental movement, there is occasionally hostility towards people incapable of making the changes so celebrated on our blogs. OK, maybe they're lazy or distracted and you don't want to carry the lazy on your back. But maybe they're sick, maybe they're disabled, maybe they're poor. And when you're sick, disabled, or desperately poor, you probably can't ride your bike or grow/buy/prepare local food. Or maybe just I can't. I was given plenty of time to think about this over the weekend, in bed for a couple of days. I was too dizzy and weak to ride my bike when the work week started, and too hot and tired to make anything for myself after not having eaten for a couple of days. And I was super glad that the modern conveniences of the bodega, the subway, and Haagen-Dazs were readily available.
I started the weekend by going upstate to a party; when I asked the hostess if she wanted me to separate the watermelon rinds for composting, she wistfully noted that her parents had given up on taking care of the compost heap in their old age. (Being old - another reason not to be an environmental super-hero.) We celebrated a bride, a good reason to spend during the July Pseudo-Freegan challenge. But the whole wedding thing is so mysterious to me - this is one instance where I generally let the marketing get the better of me. Unsure about "traditions" and people's expectations, I usually spend a ton of money (though generally on experiences rather than stuff) and hope that I haven't come off terribly gauche or otherwise insensitive. Ick.