THANKS, MOM, THE BATTERY ACID TASTES SWELL

By

Jimmy Joe Meeker

Originally published in The Wilson County Advocate, Vol. 1, No. 17, ©October 1, 1991 by Donald W. Gillette

Garbage is big business in the county today. Even the growing metropolis if Hartsville has a recycling plant.

Do we have one in Wilson County?

Hell, no.

You know why?

Well, let's look at a few things:

Recycling is smart. Recycling helps keep the planet clean. Recycling is the wave of the future. There are big bucks to be made in recycling. What you do is sell your garbage; aluminum cans, plastic, glass, and paper. Even this rag you're reading now is worth something to a recycler.

God knows, it's not worth anything to anybody else.

Anyway, we don't have a recycling plant in Wilson County. And if you'll stop and think, you'll realize why we don't.

While recycling can make money, it can't put any money in the pocket of politicians. And in this county, if it doesn't put big bucks into the back pockets of a few greedy slimeballs on the County Commission, we won't ever see it.

What do we throw away?

Let's look at a few more things:

The typical bag of garbage that eventually leaks from our landfill into our drinking water is composed of biodegradable junk and durable junk. Chicken bones and apple cores are biodegradable. Eventually, they turn into dirt or are filtered through the ground. You can't recycle a neck bone. You don't have to.

The durable junk consists of aluminum cans, glass and plastic drink bottles, newspapers, opinion-type-style sheets (like this one), and stuff like the box your worthless Northwest Bell telephone came in. All this junk can be recycled. As a matter of fact, everything that's not biodegradable can currently be recycled up to and including your refrigerator. And if the only junk that went into the landfill was cantaloupe rinds and left-over, moldy meat loaf, the landfill would last for centuries.

But we probably have to share some of the blame with the County Commission because Wilson County doesn't recycle. We've never demanded a recycling plant. Then again, we never demanded a screwed-up education system or the second highest tax rate in the State, either, but we got them, so on second thought that theory doesn't hold much water.

Presently, we're looking at a new landfill in Wilson County; a private landfill. The Commission claims we're going to need one because the old one is almost full.

Actually, a few commissioners are pushing for a new, private landfill because it'll put some quick cash in their pockets. That's it. That's the truth.

Some of our County Commissioners are so crooked, it takes three people to help them screw their pants on in the morning.

They can scream and cry all they want about honesty and their personal religious convictions, but if there's a dollar out there waiting to be stolen, they'll find a way to steal it.

A private landfill will cost the taxpayers a bundle, the profits will go to a private individual or corporation, and a few commissioners will make some money through the back door.

Keep your eyes on these filthy swine. You'll recognize them by their beady-eyed stare and the faint stench of rancid bacon fat that lingers around them. When the time is right, we'll need to know their neck size so we can buy enough rope.

No one here gets out alive.

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