Aloha, Inboxers. Letīs begin today with
the latest buzz on the trash brouhaha brewing down on the Big Island
(also variously known as -- take your pick -- Hawaii, the Island;
Hawaii, the County; and the biggest and volcano-iest island in the
archpelagic chain that makes up Hawaii, the State).
HawaiiReporter.com
editorializes with searing candor about the Hawaii County
Councilīs recent decision to close the Hilo landfill, which lies near
the Big Islandīs sunrise coast. The councilīs new plan is to build a
trash transfer station and truck the displaced waste to a landfill near
Kona, which lies near the isleīs opposite shore where the sun kisses the
ocean good night. The plan reportedly will cost county taxpayers at
least $35 million, and possibly twice that, while disregarding the fact
that "solid waste handling companies [are] falling all over each other
to offer free construction of sort stations and waste-to-energy
facilities."
Sounds to me like thereīs a lot of catty politicking and shin-kicking
going on down in the Big County. See if you donīt get a kick out of the
editorial writerīs colorful casting of the "Kona Boys" versus the "Hilo
Gang."
Chicago Mayor Richard Daley seems to be thinking (sort of)
along the same lines as the editors of HawaiiReporter.com. The Chicago
Sun-Times
reports that Daley is touting the idea of leasing three
of the cityīs waste transfer stations to private investors in order to
generate revenue that would enable Chicago to trash its beleaguered
blue-bag recycling program in favor of a "suburban-style" curbside
collection system.
Daley points to the recent privatization of Midway Airport and the
Chicago Skyway (thatīs the giant bridge connecting the Dan Ryan
Expressway to the Indiana Tollway) as precedents that show his
transfer-station idea could fly. The idea does seem to have garnered
some support among the cityīs movers and shakers. Weīll keep an eye on
this one.
Letīs close the old īBox down today with an odd little
item from the Ottawa [Ill.] Times by a sports columnist
named J.T. Pedelty who writes a sports column that sports the rather
witty column moniker "The Pedelty Box." The piece talks about the
travails of being a Chicago Cubs fan (I know, I know: Zzzzz ...), but it
also wrestles with the burning issue of what one should do when one
needs to dispose of an old garbage can and canīt figure out how to
get his trash collectors to figure out that what once was a container --
i.e., a useful leave-behind item -- is now a containee -- i.e., a
please-take-this-away-from-me-forever albatross.
The solution? Only a true cut-up like Pedelty could figure this one
out.