In an exasperated post on his PR Junkie blog, Mark Ragan says that despite his own lifelong support of environmental causes, he’s had his landfill of contradictory demands about how to be a greener fellow.
I think we adults are starting to remember what it feels like to be kids:
Lots of different grownups telling you lots of different things: You can fart (and say "fart") at home, but not at school. You can’t wipe your nose on anybody’s shirt but Dad’s. You can jump in the puddle in your purple sandals but not in your pink ones. You can stay up late when lots of people are over and Mom and Dad are distracted, but you have go to bed right on time on Wednesdays. And not another word out of you!
You ask why, the answers don’t add up, but who are you to complain, you’re just a kid.
Isn’t that about how we all feel about this environmental stuff?
And from the sounds of Mark’s rant (and its likely resonance with readers) we’re all about to hit adolescence.