I set myself some lofty new year’s resolutions this year. Time to review them, and readjust for the second half of the year.
I didn’t drink anything between 1 January and 16 March. That was 75 days (but who was counting?). Then we had our tenth wedding anniversary and bought a new house. In the interests of having an eleventh wedding anniversary I thought I should join in on the bottle of champagne.
The major pitfall was that I decided Foodbanks went against my principles. They do a great job, but someone else should be doing that job (i.e. the government I pay taxes to). If the current government wanted to save some money to put into programmes of social uplift they could stop funding an elite group of killers called the SAS, take away any money from the ridiculous Team NZ super yacht (etc, etc..).
By far my worst failure. No excuses. The only compensation for my brain has been getting an i-pod and listening to podcasts on the way to and from work everyday.
Actually, moving house threw off the shower head thing, but I did review our cleaning products and we now use eco-store stuff for our dishes and clothes. Unsurprisingly it works fine, and is more upfront about what is in its products.
Once I got started on this I couldn’t believe the scale of the problem. If I include everything I buy that comes in plastic we are talking about a tidal wave of plastic. Last year I stopped using gladwrap/cling film on my lunches. Recently we stopped using packets of cheese slices for the kids (20 slices of cheese, each one wrapped in plastic and the whole lot… wrapped in plastic). Now I’m trying to deal with biscuits in all their plastic wrapped goodness. On Sunday now I make a batch of biscuits with Eleanor.
When my friend died I pulled out of a lot of things. This was one. I need to spend more time with my family. Later in life I can come back to this.
I still walk to and from work. It’s good. The car will be sold in ten weeks.
A little lull on this one recently, but about to resume. It requires quite a lot of forward planning to make sure you don’t end up with ten plastic bags at the end of a trip to market which is pretty irritating. Still, I like the seasonality of it.
Work in progress.
I have given up ham sandwiches for lunch. This means I quite often have vegetarian days. Eat food. Not too much. Mainly plants. Michael Pollan says this. It’s pretty good advice.
So where does that leave me for July to December? I came to the conclusion a few years ago that in the West the next revolution will be against governments who pursue capitalism, and refuse to seriously and profoundly deal with the challenges of environmental degradation and resource depletion. With that in mind I have paid my money and joined the Green Party of NZ. The Labour Party doesn’t believe in anything. The Green Party does.
There is no question that I will bore you with the details later, but this is a bigger step for me than it might appear on the surface. I dislike all organised groups and have never joined anything like a political party before. This is actually a highly radical act for me, and signals high levels of unease. It also is related to that line that has haunted the left since Yeats wrote it: “the best lack all conviction…”.