Anger: For A Greener Earth
My collection of orange juice boxes is gone. They've gone back into the earth whence they came, via one of my favourite things: recycling.
My workplace does not recycle, in spite of hundreds of blue boxes all over the building. Watching the cleaning staff dump all our recyclables into the garbage along with chicken bones and left-over pasta makes me explode with anger - anger and sadness for our planet, and everyone's wasted efforts.
A long time ago (in a galaxy far, far away), I decided to bring home all my recyclables. Each day I drink two boxes of orange juice and stack them neatly behind my phone at my desk. There they sit for weeks and months, until I remember to bring them home.
Annoying fruit flies live, work and play in my juice boxes. Mice try to drink from the straws, but the cockroaches scare them away. It's a unique environment. And I recycle that environment so that I can help save ours.
My co-workers always ask me why I am saving my juice boxes. When I inform them I'm using them to build Voltron, Defender of the Universe, the questions stop.
Back in the 70s and 80s the message was "Please don't litter." Now, the message should be "please don't throw anything away - recycle instead." It makes me angry to see so many people throw things in the garbage, when there's a recycling bin 1 inch away.
Once Voltron is complete, he'll be programmed to violate anyone who doesn't recycle. Better hope he doesn't come for you.