My circle of acquaintances includes many folk who have spent a lifetime saving the planet, or at least portions of it. They have educated me to understand that every personal choice has a global impact. Through their examples I am learning to make Earth-friendly decisions. But sometimes I fail. The resulting guilt takes the edge off a beautiful day.
The Octogenarian‘s need for a modicum of independence is as important as her pill regimen. That independent feeling keeps the flame alive within her. To that end I seek solutions to age-problems that allow her to continue her routine, yet keep her safe. Boiling water in a kettle for tea has become an issue. The kettle is too heavy when filled with water, and she doesn’t have the mobility to move from the sink to the kettle’s base when the kettle is full.
Purchasing Keurig‘s K-cup beverage brewer has solved the problem. I fill the reservoir in the morning, and she can make herself a tea or coffee any time she wishes without risk. Mission accomplished.
However, it doesn’t take much thought to realize that producing a piece of plastic garbage every time a coffee or tea is made is not a good thing. Therein lies the guilt. I have chosen to enhance the Octogenarian’s quality of life – and keep her safe – rather than save the planet.
The new CEO of Shell, the Netherlands based oil company, has chosen to stop all Arctic drilling. That is a decision that will benefit the planet. I am certain of this and applaud Shell’s leadership. Yet…there will be negative consequences. Less revenue entering the economic stream of the Far North; less grants for not-for-profit projects – are two that come to mind.
Doing the right thing is always a compromise. Every choice has a consequence. Even the best choices have negative consequences. Just as Great Big Sea sings, I wanna be consequence free.