I think I might be sick…

Prepare for a rant. Read this post, watch the embedded video, then come back here. Go now!

I am feeling sick. But NOT because of what the Freegans are doing. Not because of the dumpster diving. Not for a second.

I am sick to think that all this food – fresh, wrapped, unspoiled, perfectly good food – is being thrown out, in every city, every day, when there are people starving. Starving – which doesn’t mean, as we so often use the word – “feeling a bit peckish”. It means dying.

People DIE, adults, mothers, grandparents, children – BABIES – DIE, every day, because they don’t have enough food. And we have so little respect for that, we throw.it.out. Doesn’t that make you feel just a little ill?

Why isn’t it going to organizations like Second Harvest? Or to women’s shelters? Would it be so much more difficult to send it to a food bank instead of kicking it to the curb? How can people do that?

We are a selfish, selfish, and criminally lazy society. And I am now off to consider what I can do, in my city. Here and now.