We here in the Noggle Household recycle a lot. But instead of paying several dollars a month to have the locally-contracted waste removal company take a select number of items, categorized just so and following these said rules so that the uncaring garbagemen can dump the recycleables into a single truck and drive it to the dump, we separate a our goods and sneak them to another municipality’s recycling center. We can recycle a greater number of items this way, for the same cost in gas, and we’re further abstracted from the corner-cutting that will bury our recycleables in a landfill.
But Ann Althouse speaks the real reason we don’t put our recycling at the curb:
Good thing we drank a lot of milk this week so there are plenty of bulky milk containers to cover up all the wine and beer bottles that conveniently sink to the bottom — otherwise the locals might think ill of us — but then they’d probably think ill of us if we had a lot of diet soda cans — or even soda cans, period.
I had to buy a pickup truck to ferry my empties to the recycling facility. Even so, I don’t expect that the neighbors think the clinking in the opaque black bags is milk bottles.
