Enviro-Snobbism
I had a fleeting moment at the grocery store when I left with two nylon sacks and a back pack filled with yummy stuff, feeling very good that I was successfully not using plastic bags. I look at the people around me, all toting their massive bags constructed of plastic, and I feel a moment of disgust. Yes, disgust. Then my mind slaps me on the side reminding me to WAKE UP. Yes it’s awesome I use my own bags much of the time. Yes it would be awesome if everyone else did too. No I am not smarter/superior or a better human being than anyone else because I make that choice. It’s funny too because just several months ago I was an environmentally concerned citizen who got plastic bags at the store. I hadn’t found reusable bags that I liked enough and I liked being able to reuse the plastic. Ah how the wiser and more environmental me would have raked old me over the eco-friendly coals…
I’ve noticed similar feelings when I read a really empowering book or discover a really feel-good way of eating. Suddenly I look around and feel like the way we all live is blasphemous and I must embark on a mission to save us all from our crazy ways and share my new information! And while this enthusiasm and inspiration can be very useful and insightful for those who are interested, it is not my job to change how other people live their lives. Nor am I a “better” person because I make certain choices in how I live my life. I make my choices because they bring me joy, and for no other reason. It’s easy when discovering such things as exciting as environmentalism to latch onto it as part of your identity. And in a way, it IS part of who I am. But what it represents is the part of me that is genuinely concerned both with my own integrity and with a sense of caring about others — which includes all of the animals, trees, our oceans, and future generations.
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