Here´s an interesting twist on the illegal immigration flap.
(Remember illegal immigration? Funny how an outbreak of Mideast warplay
can push last month´s not-quite-so-significant news so much further back
into the misty fog of memory.) The Arizona Daily Star
reports that the illegal sneaker-acrossers are slowly,
steadily burying the border in garbage.
Authorities estimate that 25 million pounds of trash is strewn along
the Arizona-Mexico border. That´s a lotta scrap, Jack. A handful of
local groups are stuggling to make a dent in the mass of trash, but
they´re having about as much luck as the Dutch kid who tried to plug the
leaky dike with his digits.
Maybe the authorities should just get some bulldozers and build a
borderlong barricade out of the stuff.
This past Sunday´s New York Times Magazine has a fine, probing
profile of the Chicago Climate Exchange and its
founder, Richard Sandor. And let me just say, first of all, whew,
what an intricate issue. Sandor, in setting up his Chicago-based
commodities market for greenhouse gas allowances as a purely private
venture, is sailing into seriously uncharted water. And second, whew
again -- what a terrific job by the writer, Jeff Goodell, in cutting
through that complexity and rendering the topic downright graspable.
If I haven´t conveyed it already, this is an important article. I´d
go so far as to say that for anyone interested in global warming and its
implications for U.S. industry, it´s essential reading.
Pepper, the cartoon retriever who adorns
Abitibi-Consolidated´s green recycled-paper dropoff bins around the
country, has made his (her?) way to Wichita, Kan. According to this
story from the Wichita Eagle, the town that calls itself
the Air Capital of the World has become the 24th U.S. city to implement
Abitibi´s Paper Retrieiver program, which assists local organizations in
raising funds by providing the groups with dropoff bins and then
donating money to them based on the tonnage of paper they collect.
I cite the story here partly because today here in Ohio it´s
hellishly hot outside (chances are you´re stuck in the same stewpot, I
gather), and the article contains a reference to a town
called Snowflake, Arizona, whose name always makes me smile when I come
across it. I´ve always thought it would be interesting to meet the
person who dreamt up the name for that town; seems like he or she might
be a fun person to have a beer with. A very, very cold beer.
Bartender, could you make mine slushy?
Pete
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