Category: Waste

Black Lives Matter; “Stuff” Not So Much

. . . Aaaaaand, now we’re having an uprising. And a pandemic. Because some s#!t went down.

I obviously don’t need to recap why the world is on fire right now. So I’ll start with this Thursday, when I sat in my new little small-town home office, watched the memorial service for George Floyd in Minneapolis, and wept. I’m not normally a big fan of Reverend Al’s zazzle, but damn, when he said, “The reason why we’re marching all over the world is . . . ” Well, just watch him say it, in this short clip:

Preach, rev.

This post was originally supposed to be about a different topic: STUFF. Namely all the STUFF none of us need, and that we can now SEE we don’t need, because we’ve been doing without it for three seemingly endless months.

The news (and our federal government) likes to tell us that “retail has been suffering.”

Alaska Snowglobe

Souvenir stuff

I heard a story on NPR about how “retail is suffering” in Ketchikan, Alaska, since the cruise ships aren’t coming there right now, which means there are no tourists to buy the made-in-china T-shirts and snowglobes filled with melting glacier water or whatever (hopefully that’s not an actual thing).

The real reason no one’s buying a bunch of STUFF right now is that we don’t need it. We need food, and, apparently, we need toilet paper. That’s about it.

You know what has been suffering? Black people. Human rights. Four-hundred and one years of white people putting their knees on black people’s necks. And this time we were stuck social-distancing in our homes, in front of our TVs and computers, so we could all see it go down.

Over and over. Read More…

Earth Day 5.0, Pandemic-style

EarthMask

Doodle by Karina Fassett, IG @shewouldnotdraw

Okay, so now we’re in the middle of a pandemic.

But not to worry, your friendly little enviro-nerd is here to keep her eye on things for you while you obsessively watch Cuomo’s briefings, try to get your mom to figure out the HouseParty app, or just stress-eat yourself into oblivion. Or, goddess forbid, deal with the coronavirus itself.

In fact, Cuomo just started today’s presser; I’ll be back in a bit.

So. It’s the 50th anniversary of EARTH DAY. Where is everybody? I’m quarantino’ed in my new little town upstate (see previous post for deets on that), after I hightailed it out of NYC  — unfortunately leaving many of my belongings behind, including most of my clothes and a partial box of protective masks that could be ten years old, but I’d take ’em right about now.

Leather mask

Protective in all the wrong ways.

Btw, I just Googled “protective masks” + “shopping” to show you the type of masks they were, and this pleather BDSM number came up. I mean, it’s cute, but it’s the exact opposite of what I need right now. 

Anyways, should environmentalists say “We told you so,” or should we just head straight to the market for wine? I mean groceries.

Polar bears be like, “How do you like it?”

Last month, before shit got real, we were joking that it was the Zombie Apocalypse out there. (Find my NYC cab driver’s definition of the apocalypse here.) Before the ad agency where I freelance went remote, this is how the company cafeteria responded to the budding pandemic: Read More…

It’s been a while

Karina doodle plastic white

Doodle by Karina Fassett, IG @shewouldnotdraw

I know it has. I have reasons.

Reason 1: My dad died.

I mean, how else do you say it? Some of you got to know my dad through this blog. I could write an entire post on being with him through hospice at my parents’ house in Southern California for all of October and then some. But I haven’t yet. Maybe I will. It’s a little overwhelming. I miss you, Dad.

Reason 2: I’m moving.

To a little town in the Hudson Valley, like so many New Yorkers, it seems. The actual timing of it wasn’t my call but my brother’s, who decided to sell the condo I’ve lived in since 2001. I’d been thinking about transitioning upstate — or elsewhere — for a little while, but I can’t say I would’ve picked now to do it. (See Reason 1 . . . and Reason 3.)

Reason 3: I got a head injury. Read More…