Wasteland by Oliver Franklin-Wallis made me think differently about something we rarely think about once it leaves our hands… Waste
There is really no such place as “away.” When we throw something out, it disappears from our sight, but not from the world. Everything we discard has to go somewhere and be dealt with by someone.
And what we discard tells a story about how we live. How much we consume, how quickly we replace things, and how easily we decide something is no longer useful. In that sense, the waste problem begins much before the garbage bin.
There is also an uncomfortable question of inequality. Those who consume the most can often remain far removed from what happens to their waste. What one community throws away can eventually become another community’s problem.
Wasteland is a fascinating must read because it makes something we prefer not to see impossible to ignore.


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