I’m idealistic enough to believe that anyone who reads George Monbiot’s The Gift of Death post will be moved, and awakened by it. It is a sharp, yet such eloquent tirade on the impact of consumerism, specifically, cheap trinkets that only exist for a quick laugh or thrill. It should be required reading for every American, especially before Christmas. Every sentence can stand alone as an excerpt, so it was hard to choose just one:
"The fatuity of the products is matched by the profundity of the impacts. Rare materials, complex electronics, the energy needed for manufacture and transport are extracted and refined and combined into compounds of utter pointlessness…. We are screwing the planet to make solar-powered bath thermometers and desktop crazy golfers."
Please, please read my new wish-I-had-written-it manifesto, The Gift of Death, then stop buying anything that won't last a lifetime. Please let me know in the comments if you were indeed moved.