Of the many new laws making their debut today the one that will
be felt by nearly everyone is the ban on single use plastic bags within
the city of Los Angeles, making all of L.A. County a bag-free zone.
Unless that bag contains this newspaper.
Or broccoli.
Or the sandwich bag your dealer sells your stash in.
At
Ralphs or the corner bodega, you can fill your cart to the brim with
boxes of plastic bags; giant black yard bags with pull strings and tiny
thin trash can liners, but when you get to the checkout stand you can’t
get a plastic bag for your plastic bags.
Nuclear weapons and AR-15s are still legal but plastic bags are verboten.
It’s not the end of the world.
The
wife and I live on the edge of Los Angeles and do most of our shopping
in stores long subjected to the county ban on bags. I grumbled and
adjusted. So will you.
The question is should we be forced by law to do so?
Not
that long ago “One for the road” was a way of life in America and every
year we lost north of 50,000 on our roads, many to boozed-up drivers.
Along came MADD, Mothers Against Drunk Driving, and attitudes changed.
“One for the road” wasn’t so cool anymore. The three-martini
lunch became the zero-martini lunch. Laws were toughened and enforcement
tightened. We still lose thousands to drunk drivers, but not nearly as
many as before.
Not that long ago “Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em,” was a common cry. We smoked ourselves to death.
For
40 years Americans have been warned and lectured about the dangers of
smoking. We’ve banned smoking practically everywhere and jacked up the
price per pack to astronomical levels through punitive taxes, making
smokers in California almost as rare as Republicans.
Unless you smoke pot. Somehow pot is still cool.
Like cigarettes used to be.
We
are burying ourselves in our own filth and I’d like to believe we’re
smarter than that. We’re also burying freedom under an avalanche of
legislation and I’d like to believe we love liberty too much to
surrender it out of laziness.
Recycling was once patriotic.
During
World War II every man, woman and child happily recycled tin cans,
paper, nylon, anything necessary to help beat Hitler and Tojo.
It
took 80 tons of scrap metal to make one tank. What we couldn’t get
through recycling we saved though rationing; butter, fat, gas, oil,
grease, sugar were all proscribed by law. Willingly and not so willingly
we changed the way we lived for a cause greater than ourselves.
We need to do the same today.
The hundreds of tons of
plastics dumped into the ocean each year is a genuine threat to our
health and the health of the planet. This isn’t eco-propaganda, although
there’s plenty of that floating around as well. The reality of plastics
poisoning the ocean is as real as a tax audit.
But first let’s clear up some nonsense.
We’ve
all heard about the trash island in the Pacific the size of Texas? Not
true. It’s much worse. There are actually five of them around the globe
and they’re more like trash soup than trash islands. They’re called
“gyres,” enormous spirals of partially decomposed shopping bags, milk
containers, wrappers and the million other things we use once and toss
away without a second thought.
It doesn’t have to be this way.
We can voluntarily change
our behavior because it makes sense, the way we once recycled to beat
Hitler, or we can do nothing and wait until the government mandates
change by law.
While L.A.’s plastic bag ban reeks of political
feel-goodism, the kind of eco-friendly legislation that’s catnip to
politicians, it’s at least something.
If we want to keep
government from reaching into yet another aspect of our lives, and I do,
we need to once again make recycling a patriotic duty. We need to
prosecute the slobs who toss trash out their car windows under existing
laws.
But let’s not kid ourselves; doing nothing is not an option. The
oceans are becoming giant vats of toxic PCBs. Now is the time for all
good Earthlings to come to the aid of their planet.
Doug McIntyre’s column appears Sunday and Wednesday. He can be reached at: Doug@KABC.com.