My Campaign Against PET

If our romps through Sam Smith Park have taught me anything, its that PET bottles are a scourge on the landscape. They're everywhere, and I've really developed a hate on for them. The only thing more prevalent are Tim Horton's cups (they are so evil, but at least they have a better chance at breaking down). And I've already turned my back on those evil things by 'hiring' my own personal barista (his name is Steve) or picking up my coffee at the local Birds 'n Beans which serves up java in either ceramic mugs (how novel) or recycled and biodegradable paper cups AND lids.

Now, I'm setting my sites squarely on plastic bottles. First, this whole leeching thing is a real turn off. If Bisphenol A is unsafe for consumption, what's next, and is it in those nasty flex bottles? Second, water tastes way better coming out of a Sigg metal bottle than out of something derived from petroleum. Finally, they're a symbol of excess. They're overpriced, and designed for people too lazy or too unprepared to get their water out of a tap before they head off to work or school. And they're really easy to throw on the ground. Just ask the hundreds of people who seem to do that regularly at Sam Smith Park, or on any street around the world. Take a look. Next to cigarette butts and Tim Horton's cups of course, I bet ya you'll find a crushed water bottle before you'll find a can.

So, no more plastic bottles for us. If I want a Diet Coke (I know, I know, but only an occasional sin on my part) or a pomegranate juice, it's gotta be in a can or a glass bottle, or I don't buy it. Why? Because glass, aluminum, even cardboard tends to have way more post-consumer recycled material within than PET bottles. And they are way easier to recycle. So nuts to you PET. Who knows, next I may even turn my back on fleece...