Going Green
We in the dusty aviary have been undergoing the green revolution. Whether it's Stinky with his incessant lectures on saving the environment (as he whines to be driven up to the library, which is an easy walk), or the Moth who is so concerned with water conservation that he refuses to bathe - right until we push his smelly butt in the shower, or John, who has decided that tissues are made of paper, and boogers are green, so his recycle bin is now the grateful recipient of his used tissues (think about that next time you use a Starbucks recycled cup!).
We've got the "talk it, don't walk it" green attitude down, pat.
I've found my useful contribution. After much consideration, I've decided to stop mowing the grass so often.
Now, you might think this is because I'm lazy. This is, after all a truism. I am lazy. But that is not my impetus for this stance.
You could believe that I refuse to mow because I'm cheap. Gas is, after all, 4 smackers a gallon right now, and our mower uses an infernal combustion engine. But, alas, I'm not trading in the Scooby-Roo for a Prius, or even a SEPTA pass.
No, it's all about the carbon emissions. You see, grass is a producer. It's an autotroph. As such, it's an eater of the carbon dioxide. Shearing it minimizes its photosynthetic prowess! Therefore, it is wrong to cut it so often.
By NOT running the mower, I lower my CO2 emissions, and by letting the grass grow, I'm further reducing the CO2 load in my local atmosphere. Win Win.
I think this could be a new rallying cry: Save the polar bears: kill the Lawn Boy!
I never said I was good at slogans, but you get the drift. Now, come to come up with a catchy way
to say this so my neighbors don't lynch me!
(*)>
We've got the "talk it, don't walk it" green attitude down, pat.
I've found my useful contribution. After much consideration, I've decided to stop mowing the grass so often.
Now, you might think this is because I'm lazy. This is, after all a truism. I am lazy. But that is not my impetus for this stance.
You could believe that I refuse to mow because I'm cheap. Gas is, after all, 4 smackers a gallon right now, and our mower uses an infernal combustion engine. But, alas, I'm not trading in the Scooby-Roo for a Prius, or even a SEPTA pass.
No, it's all about the carbon emissions. You see, grass is a producer. It's an autotroph. As such, it's an eater of the carbon dioxide. Shearing it minimizes its photosynthetic prowess! Therefore, it is wrong to cut it so often.
By NOT running the mower, I lower my CO2 emissions, and by letting the grass grow, I'm further reducing the CO2 load in my local atmosphere. Win Win.
I think this could be a new rallying cry: Save the polar bears: kill the Lawn Boy!
I never said I was good at slogans, but you get the drift. Now, come to come up with a catchy way
to say this so my neighbors don't lynch me!
(*)>
posted by birdwoman | 6:27 AM
3 Comments:
Cut the grass, bury it such that it can't decay, and it takes the carbon (which it pulled from the CO2 in the air) with it. It grows back faster if you cut it, and you can capture more CO2 that way.
-one of the bros
You haven't addressed the infernal combustion engine. Perhaps I should get some sheep?
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sheep => digestion => methane, worse than CO2. Get a push mower and get the kids to push it around!(do they make push mowers anymore?)
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