I don’t recycle. I have not joined those poor householders who are paranoid about making sure they examine every particle of their refuse to ensure they put it into the correct one of the 7 or 8 (or is it more yet?) sacks, containers, bins, trays, boxes, or whatever they have been instructed to use before it is collected by the massively enhanced number of different collectors (each with their own van or lorry compared to the more efficient days when all refuse was collected at one time by one van with one team who then sorted it in a centralised place). I cannot join in with this recycling con lunacy because it is against my religion. My religion is common sense. Also, to be honest, if they offered discounts or paid me directly to sort my rubbish for them, I’d maybe consider it. They don’t so I won’t.
The reason why we as individuals have to sift, sort and recycle is to help train us into believing the whole carbon footprint con. It helps condition us into living the lie and accepting the lie. Local authorities don’t offer incentives to those who recycle, preferring to offer penalties to those that don’t. A person putting the wrong thing in the wrong bin can get a tougher penalty than a person going around mugging old ladies for their pension. Heck, accidentally putting the wrong item in the wrong container is far more anti-social than groups of stoned 13 year olds drunkenly hanging around street corners and setting fire to old buildings for fun.
This is all part of the great social conditioning experiment making us ready to accept the whole ever-unfolding enviro-con, the religion that gives us a modern day fear of hell that’s greater than most conventional religions.
I cannot be part of the lie so I don’t recycle. It all goes into one bin and that’s it.
So, in Victor Meldrew fashion, imagine my shock and horror when I received though the post an unsolicited free gift.
Here it is. It arrived in a high quality moulded plastic container which, along with the glossy multi-coloured literature inside printed on very thick paper, almost card, and a high quality PVC bag with which to do some outrageous one-off test (and then dispose of, I assume), was reasonably heavy and so must have cost a pretty penny to post to me.
The offending item was a highly crafted metal and silicon in-line shower attachment designed to regulate and slow down the amount of water allowed out of a shower in order to ‘save water’. Ridiculous.
One of the leaflets also extolled the virtues of the device in smoothing out any changes in water pressure to give a consistent delivery, one assumes at the reduced dribble that was acceptable to the smelly unwashed enviro-loonies that designed it. In other words, it did the same as turning the taps down a bit. Turning the taps down would of course do everything this device would, plus save all the massive carbon footprint of the plastic, metal and paper that had gone into making and delivering the pointless contraption. My only relief was that my house wasn’t going to be checked by the thought police and I wasn’t going to be carted off to prison for not installing it.
We are in times of austerity, and governments are looking for ways to save money. Well, save money by stop giving this enviro-loony growth industry all these huge grants in order to invent, manufacture and distribute totally pointless pieces of equipment that are pretending to save an environment that doesn’t need saving.
In the 1970s it became fashionable for large corporations to buy into the lie of “Total Quality Management” and “Involving Everyone” because the con was convincingly sold to them because the people at the top were basically very very stupid and had no common sense or ability to work things out for themselves when it came to discovering why their large organisation had low morale and disaffected staff. The inventors of the con and their agents made an absolute fortune from the gullible corporate giants as they took their staff away on seminars and bizarre team building exercises that achieved absolutely nothing.
Once this lie was seen through, it had to be replaced by something that relied on the human need to feel in some way guilty about something they hadn’t done. The environmental industry – and it is a massive industry – was born. It sold its lie into Government, especially the highly impressionable European Government, and latterly the United Nations. In exchange for huge sums of money the whole industry was able to grow faster than mold on a piece of old cheese.
It is very hard for those trapped within a religion to escape from it and its indoctrination. Likewise the whole European Government is trapped within the enviro-con scare and dishing out cash faster than the emperor did for his new clothes, to any crackpot and pointless yet convincing enviro-con idea that comes along. Current buzz words like “Global Warming”, “Climate Change”, “CO2 Emissions” and “Carbon Footprint” are all the rage. When applying to be given one of the generous handouts (of our money), all the enviro-con artists need to know is how to correctly phrase their application to include all the buzz words plus some impossible to prove statistics on how much or what will be ‘saved’ along with how we are all going to die if their product isn’t immediately used by everybody, and – kerching – the bank account fills to the brim with the money. Then off they toddle and manufacture and distribute totally pointless gizmos like the shower flow strangler.
Happily, I can report that the unsolicited and useless shower flow strangler along with its packaging is sitting inside a single bin bag. I didn’t sort and sift it into the relevant containers for the plastic, the pvc, the metal, the paper and the silicon. When oh when oh when is this highly expensive enviro-con going to stop?

May I suggest a better use for this?
Christmas (a great commercial festival, even for those of no religion like yourself) is coming. Therefore:
1. Identify an enviro-loony who you know, but who you wouldn't expect to get a Christmas present from.
2. Wrap up the shower strangler using some old wrapping paper that didn't cost you anything.
3. Buy a cheap charidee Christmas card from your local pound shop. Write a really friendly message inside, saying you hope very much that they will use this item, because it is, of course, very important for the sake of all our children etc etc.
4. Roar with laughter when a couple of days later they bring you a present – hopefully something rather more fun and useful, along with a card that tells you just how much you have gone up in their estimation.
5. Split your sides each time you take a shower, as you think of your new fans struggling to wash properly in their crappy shower with no pressure.
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