Stepmother tongue

Here’s something you don’t see every day – a country deciding to change its national language. Especially when the new national language is currently spoken by only 0.1 % of the population.

Saving the world with plastic bags

There’s been a lot of attention paid to the environmental evils of plastic shopping bags of late.

Old-style, single-use, non-recycled plastic bags are consuming fossil fuels, choking up the landfills, polluting the waters, and killing bird and sea life. They’re environmental nasties.

There’s plenty of community awareness about this, and several high-profile campaigns have been effective. The pressure has been building to the point where several Australian governments are now considering a ban or a tax on plastic bags at checkouts.

Let’s look at a crucial aspect: greenhouse gas emissions. According to a 2002 official study (PDF, p.76), a typical Australian household might be responsible for 6 kg of (CO2-equivalent) greenhouse gases annually as a result of using old-style plastic shopping bags. And, by switching to re-usable bags, this could drop to 0.6 kg.

Sounds like a big plus.

But… it’s not. It’s utterly trivial.

Compare, for instance, to the gain when a typical household switches to green power: 8 tonnes less greenhouse gases per year. And, in places like Canberra, where people feel the need to warm their houses more than some other parts of the country, it’s higher: I just calculated that our 100% green power saves something like 12 tonnes a year.

And pause, for a moment, to reflect that each litre of petrol we use generates about 2.5 kg of greenhouse gases.

So an entire year of good intentions in avoiding plastic shopping bags is worth… two litres of petrol. Or green power for one evening.

Our household saves around two thousand times as much greenhouse gas simply by using green power.

Now, greenhouse is not the only issue with plastic bags, to be sure. But it’s a pretty big part of it. The campaigns are well intentioned, and the solutions are a nice example of the reduce-reuse-recycle principle. But… the amount of time, energy, and most of all, media and political attention spent on the issue has been way out of proportion to its environmental significance. I mean, have we seen two thousand times more attention given to household green power than plastic bags? No. Amazingly, the issues have had roughly equal coverage.

The harder problems get pushed to the background – the ones that do involve a lot of environmental damage, the ones that certain head-in-the-sand governments and their scriptwriters don’t want to tackle.

Plastic bags are the perfect way for backward-looking governments with vested interests in the fossil fuel business to appear to be doing something green. Plastic bags are highly visible – in every kitchen, a daily reminder of consumption, made of plastic – and taxing them is an easy (indeed, profitable) way for governments to acquire some much-needed mainstream green credibility.

But it’s like watering the houseplants in the face of the firestorm.

Caffè Camardo coffee

Caffè Camardo packetI guess I’m a neophile. Spotting a packet of Caffè Camardo “espresso crema” for the first time at one of my local emporia, I decided to give it a whirl.

Well, it’s deep brown, finely ground, vaccuum packed. Tick, tick, tick: basic criteria met. Beyond that, we’re into hand-waving territory.

Tasted pretty decent, I thought. Not an out-and-out ripoff.

What, you wanted the whole “shy but intriguing bouquet, teasing your correspondent’s generous proboscis with a frisson of blackberries and a sizzle of fresh ordure, building to a crescendo of wry perfection, resplendent in wafts of earthy delight, with a chorus of overripe cherry, young elephant and central Marrakesh” treatment?

Not the best espresso that’s passed my lips, but it’s a lot better than some of the would-be leading brands in the quality coffee market (though that’s not saying much).

They have a website, too. It’s also pretty decent, for a Flash-only (grumble) unsemantic (grumble) invalid (grumble) inaccessible (grumble) framed (grumble) piece of brochureware. Please ignore that bit if you have no idea what I’m talking about.

Beware the strange farting sounds in the navigation, and do catch the “When the phone rings in our repair department…” section – it’s quite amusing. Who can complain about a movie that ends with “WE ARE THE AVANT GARDE! OUR PRODUCTS AND OUR MACHINES ARE TECHNOLOGICALY ADVANCED!” (sic)?

Rating: 3.5 out of 5 (that’s for the coffee, not the website).

Coffee sampled in early May 2005.

(for those with a technical bent, this review is in the hReview microformat – one of the first steps towards the Semantic Web…)