Recycling in the Shadow of the Mouse

For ten days I called Orlando home.  Actually, I called a townhouse in one of those master planned gated communities south of Disney World home but who is arguing.

Nothing struck me as more odd than the lack of recycling.  Every day, except Wednesday, a pickup truck drove down the relatively densely populated street of townhomes and collected white kitchen bags full of trash from little bench receptacles on the front steps.  Everything went into the white bags and out to the trash.  Cans, bottles, paper…it did not matter because there was no option for recycling.

If you had more garbage than could fit into one of those tall kitchen bags then there were several community dumpsters available throughout the compound, but no place to take a six pack of empty beer bottles or an empty jar of tomato sauce or anything that was not really trash back home.

Apparently, there is no recycling in Windsor Hills where the townhouse was located.  This strikes me as totally ludicrous.  Sure, it seemed like a hotbed of Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan so the tendency toward reactionary hatred of anything sort of “lefty” was probably guaranteed.  However, it would seem silly to pay tipping fees for garbage when recyclables were being thrown away every day.  Don’t even think about community composting.  That is just crazy hippie talk.

Over the course of my ten days this absence of recycling struck me as even more odd given a few things.  The townhouses were relatively dense, which is derided by a lot of non-progressives as some kind of European conspiracy to deprive people of ridiculous suburban mini-estates, and each only had a single car driveway.  The pool and other community features, watch out for that sharing talk because it sounds vaguely communist or socialist, were walking distance and people actually walked.  Heck, low speed neighborhood electric vehicles, we call them golf carts in the rest of the world, were an acceptable option for transit.  The landscaping was even watered with reclaimed water.

Why the hatred of diverting recyclables from the waste stream?  Silly.

Nonetheless, it was not the only oddity I encountered while on my vacation in Florida.  Don’t even get me started on the stories about early voting that I listened to for the entirety of my vacation.  You would think that in 2012 there would not be a full throated debate about the efforts to suppress the votes of poor and minority people across an entire state but Rick “I am just a fraud when it comes to government health care billing” Scott has managed to bring back the specter of Jim Crow like none other.  Way to go Florida, you have proven that 2000 was not an aberration in your voting history.  Rather, it is the theme of your voting history…all jacked up.

I can’t wait to see what tonight brings.

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