Here in Northern India, garbage is a constant blight. For 120 miles from Delhi to Agra, a river of discarded snack wrappers, plastic bags and paper runs almost uninterrupted along the roadside, punctuated frequently by large mounds where stray dogs and sacred cows scavenge. Somehow, I've never once seen anyone throw refuse from a car or even from the endless array of food stands that are everywhere. But there it is, in inorganic heaps and I can't imagine how such a problem could ever be brought under control. Still, frequently I see billboards or signs on buses boasting of a green and clean New Delhi. That must be some parallel universe I haven't seen yet. In the meantime, maybe my daughter Sylvia and her colleagues at the environmental studies department at Brown can devise some way for people in places like this to turn the garbage into harmless building materials or fuel that magically doesn't pollute or something!!
Claire Lambe
1/3/2011 05:24:20 am
Hey, I'm a friend of Joan's in Woodstock. Comments are closed.
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