The film on the “No Impact Man” that we viewed in class brought up several interesting methods in which we can reduce impact on the earth that I had not previously thought of. It also reminded me of several methods that I, myself, had convinced myself I would make use of. For example, I’d never thought that people actually used composting techniques to get rid of trash—I’d always thought of it as more of a joke. Hell, I’d never even heard of the “pot in a pot”. I have heard of biking/scootering to work and around town, however—that practice is far more common in modern society, and something that I would definitely like to take advantage of rather than drive around in my unfortunately sized FJ Cruiser (it’s for long-distance travel purposes and not leisure, I assure you).
There are three things that were constantly going through my head as we watched the film; the first being “is it really practical in our culture to live your life with the restrictions that ‘no impact man’ puts on himself?” I mean sure, he can do it for a year, but even he, who was so driven the entire time, had to admit that he desperately missed his old lifestyle at the end of the allotted time. I’d wager that about 95%, probably more, of Americans couldn’t last for even half as long as he did. Secondly, I was wondering if his methods, as extreme as they are, would really work—for him or for the planet. The composting and lack of electricity were probably the only things that were truly successful as far as helping the environment while allowing “no impact man” to maintain a normal lifestyle. But other things like the “pot in a pot” just flopped, and ended in him making an impact on the earth anyway. Yes, the ice was borrowed from someone else and technically he himself had no impact from it, but the family still used the ice, and thusly is responsible for the fact that the people they borrowed it from had to buy more ice sooner, and contribute that tiny amount to the earth’s Freon poisoning in making more ice.
Lastly, I just wanted to slap his wife. Like… the whole time. I mean come on, an iced quad-espresso? Ugh.