I’ve been trying to not buy food from all the wrong places, covered in plastic, for a while now. The big Tesco near us said today when I challenged them and their inactivity that they’d “put it on the ATC” and hopefully that would make a difference.
Materially, asking those questions of the those not doing anything is important, but we all need to go more radical. Actual change and fast. Thanks Greta, for being direct.
I’ve got my current clothes. I’ve got suits for smart work, I’ve got a bunch of shirts. I’ve got spare shoes – and those with the soles coming off.
No time for inventory.
No time – and not the right thing to do – to stock up on socks and pants and t-shirts.
How far, in years, can I go? How long will it last?
Makes you wonder, if you purposefully abdicate from the system, from just buying the poor quality goods, the inescapably irresponsible goods, how long you can make it, survive, live ok and not end up in trouble.
I met a young person the other day. Refusing jobs just as their PhD in clever neural network RNA processing was coming to an end. Refusing jobs, currently living on oats and very little else. Doesn’t want a job, as being paid is tantamount to sacrificing all ideals. So that was a) startling, and b) memorable and c) inspiring. Thank you, unnamed individual, I appreciated meeting you. And I will remember you living in a tent with just a few bits of key tech and a bike. Getting £5 a week from friends. That is hard living in London.
So my bit…
My attempt: no more buying clothes. Step out of that part of economy.
Maybe I’ll end up making clothes. And presumably the cloth with which to make them out of.