The Myth of Conscientious Consumption

*Originally published in The Carletonian.*

The Viewpoint section of my school’s student Recycling symbolnewspaper posed the question “As a college student, what are your strategies for being a conscientious consumer without breaking the bank?”

This question implicitly relays the myth that ethical and sustainable living is prohibitively expensive. We are so inundated by ads for “eco-friendly” and “socially-responsible” products, we easily forget that simply not consuming is often the most powerful choice we can make.

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The Joy of Cycling

Note: This piece was originally written for my Common App college application, in response to the essay prompt “Describe a place or environment where you are perfectly content. What do you do or experience there, and why is it meaningful to you?”

Fourteen years ago I learned how to bike, but six months ago I learned why. Six months ago I discovered the true power of biking, not just as a form of transportation, but also as a tool for improving personal and planetary health. My embrace of cycling began as an environmental gesture: I decided for all the global-warming-related fear I bear, I should explore the viability of biking more and driving less. This seemed like a simple action I could take to directly reduce my carbon footprint, and while I anticipated the change would make my life harder and less comfortable, that was a sacrifice I felt willing to make. Before long, however, I found biking was not a sacrifice at all, but rather… a gift. I have discovered that biking creates a space in my life to connect with my mind, body, and environment, in a society where that space can be hard to find.  Continue reading “The Joy of Cycling”

Barrels to Bottles

An oil rig, like a leech in the ocean
Steadily slurping
Thirst is never quenched
A clumsy hurry, a suicidal flurry
Money is driving
Up this steep, windy road

And now a machine, a cold, fast machine
Identical Parts
On the assembly line
Always producing, so much to be doing
We need all this junk
To fill space in our lives

And from all our efforts, behold this creation
Aren’t you proud
of the job that we’ve done?
A quick sip of water, then into the trash can
To rot forever
In a hole that we dug