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It happened again.

I usually write this just after Christmas time as I go to the dump to throw my Christmas tree into the skip full of other Christmas trees that have been transferred from Norway, so that I can have something at the corner of the room, which is completely worthless, that has destroyed so much to get there.

This time, Callum and I went on a Sunday afternoon after we had “cleared out” the garage.

My garage is much better than most, because 2 cars go in it, every night and bikes hang on the walls.

Still though, still, we have collected a world of s**t that is wasteful and horrible and decadent.

I took 7 pairs of shoes to the shoe recycling (as if that would make me feel better).

I cleared stuff out, from my garage that people had previously given me from their garage, as they cleared out their garage, trying to make themselves feel better, that it hadn’t been thrown away, they’ve gone somewhere else, so that they could fill their garage with more s**t again.

This pursuit of happiness, this pursuit of more, it’s not making us happy, it is only giving us more.

The trouble is, that the system is, what the system is, and the wheels will only keep turning if we keep turning the wheels.

Just stand for a few minutes, beside the “scrap metal” or “small electrical items” skip at the dump on Rugby Road and see how long you can think that we’re acting reasonably.

This, voracious appetite that we have, for accumulating more stuff, will be the end of us and probably soon enough for us to see.

It’s hard though isn’t it, I tried to teach my son to do it a different way as I nip off to the shops to buy something else.

Blog Post Number - 2098