Please tell me you recycle. Please.

Please tell me you recycle.  Please.
Karma is a bitch, too.

Did you know I was an equestrienne?  For reals.  I've never actually been on a horse, but indeed, am an equestrienne.  I own a high horse.  It's very high.  I like to get on it.  And when I'm on that high horse I pontificate.  Mary Tyler Mom has provided a whole new venue - - my high horse has a new stable, if you will. 

Today, high on my high horse, Imma talk about recycling in Chicago.  It is a sorry state of affairs, folks, recycling in Chicago.  There is much to pontificate about.  I could kvetch about living in the "greenest city in America" and still needing to deposit my recyclables at a local blue bin drop center.  I can complain endlessly about living in a condo that does not recycle.  I could go on and on and on, but that is boring and you don't want to read that. 

Instead, I'll just post a picture of my local drop center.  Sigh.  What a freaking shame.  Please, Chicago, Urbus en Horto, City in a Garden, Mary Tyler Mom needs you to do better.  This is unacceptable.  If I gave Mary Tyler Son some cartons to put in our recycling bin and saw this debacle in our pantry my toddler would be getting a time out.  And he would learn and he would do better.   Chicago?  Not so much.

If I were a glass half full kind of gal, I suppose I could rejoice at the abundance of plastic and cardboard spillng out of these blue bins.  But at the end of a long day, at the end of a long weekend, I'm not really feeling glass half full.  I'm tired, Chicago, I'm busy and over extended.  And know that when I say that if I go through the trouble of memorizing which numbers are recycled and which are not, when I diligently wash each and every soda can, yogurt container, and freaking peanut butter jar, is it too much to ask to have a place to put it?

Help me help us, Chicago.  Be true to your Latin nom.  Empty the freaking blue bins.  Please. 

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CHICAGO TRIBUNE VIDEO

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  • Chicago makes recycling so difficult. Sigh.

  • For REAL. Mine looks just like that.

  • Yecch! I've always felt - during blue-bag time and even now with blue-bins, that "recycling" was Daley's way of appeasing the masses and shutting us up. My theory is that "recycling" goes where the garbage goes - and we just waste more in trucks & gas to pick it up. Wasn't it proven that blue bags were just thrown out with the trash?

    My building has recycling (blue bin) but we have an idiot neighbor who constantly tosses trash in there. I've seen pasta, sauce, and even old stuffed animals. Yecch.

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