12 April 2012

I'm wicked psychic yo

Yesterday I went for a run in the drizzle and as I was walking back on my cool down I went by the alley behind my apartment building. The alley is lined with garbage, recycle and compost bins and reeks real bad-like. The smell of the rubbish got me wondering about waste in general, and how we deal with it--compactors in kitchens, land fills, litter, yuck. What if trash could be melted and then used for another purpose, such as fuel or to make plastic playgrounds in Siberia or something to that effect? I forgot to look this up on the Internet (aka "rabbit hole") when I got home and haven't returned to the thought since ... until ...

I am on the UN Wire email list. You should be too, it's rad. In today's UN Wire is a link to an article about a communal cookstove in Kenya that is helping to reduce trash by using it as fuel, which also meets the needs of the people living in the slum as they cannot afford charcoal or firewood. Not only is this uplifting and a brilliant fusion of science and social service, BUT ALSO, I am like, totally psychic. Be impresed.

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