Who wouldn’t want to adopt a baby alligator named Chompey? He could keep you company, get rid of excess muskrats, and if you’re lucky, bite off your legs!
Sadly, such bliss is not to be for residents of Waterloo, Iowa -- specifically, the unnamed resident who bought and subsequently had to surrender Chompey. (You might say the city’s anti-alligator regulations were his Waterloo. But you'd probably make a lot of people mad.)
Like most babies, Chompey started out sweet before getting majorly annoying:
Malaysia's orchid mantis has a pretty uncreative name, given that it is a mantis that looks exactly like an orchid. But we'll cut it some slack, because it's a mantis that looks exactly like an orchid, and man, that's really cool.
Imagine an Italian chef tossing fresh pizza dough aloft in slow motion. Now imagine a drunk frat boy eagerly wrestling his pizza box from the underpaid delivery guy. Do you hate happiness and magic? Do you want both of those imaginary pizza commercials to DISAPPEAR?
Although we here at Grist think that living without children is a viable and commendable life choice, we really don't have anything against babies. Promise. (Really, they're cute!) What we do have a problem with is all the stuff that babies supposedly "need" -- it's expensive, both environmentally and financially, and when it comes down to it, it’s often unnecessary.
What we do like is when baby stuff doesn't outlive its usefulness after just a few months. Like this stroller. Strollers are convenient: They enable, for instance, parents who live in cities to transport their children more than one block away from their home without breaking their backs or walking at the pace of a human being with very small legs. Eventually, though, kids outgrow strollers.
Climate researchers figured out a little while ago that people's personal experience with temperatures can affect their beliefs about climate change. This is good and bad: A hot summer, for instance, can make people more likely to believe climate change exists, but a cold winter can bring out the Jim Inhofe in the best of us.
When asked about the summer of 2010, which brought record-setting heat to the East and Midwest, those who believed that global warming is not happening were significantly less likely to report that they had experienced a warmer-than-normal summer, even when controlling for local climate conditions.
There's an abundance of snowy owls on the East Coast right now, likely caused by a boom in lemmings. Snowy owls summer in the Arctic, where they gorge on lemmings, the News-Journal explains, and in years where lemmings are plentiful, so are owls. A larger owl population means it's more likely for some to make their way this far south.
In Delaware, they're just excited the owls are there. According to the News-Journal, there are "at least five … as many as seven" in the state.
Sofia and Tupee seemed to have it all: a love nest at an East Sussex zoo, two years to get to know each other and have a kid. But the two sloths didn’t. Because they’re both male. Apparently SOMEbody slept through the reproduction segment in biology.
Coke, speed, MDMA -- so yesterday. The new black market score is local, organic Brussels sprouts.
Sister Julie Newman and other nuns at the Dominican Farm and Ecology Center in Wicklow, Ireland, have been growing organic Brussels sprouts to sell at local farmers markets -- no small feat, as the veggies take two years to mature. But last week, thieves broke into the convent’s garden and stripped out the sprouts, stalks and all. According to the Independent, the haul was worth about $412:
The theft was deliberate, according to [Newman], and she believes the sprouts will now be sold as high-end organic produce for the Christmas market ...
“We would have the odd bit of pilfering of potatoes and onions, but this was deliberate. It wasn’t just someone looking for a few vegetables for their dinner.”
For shame! Steal from God and you’re gonna get smote. (Or at least get your daily dose of vitamin C and sulforaphane.)
It wasn’t an obvious match at first, because I certainly didn’t start this project with any interest or intentions about “sustainability.” I, Party Cup began with my own curiosity about the design of everyday things -- things that are part of the built world but taken totally for granted, like traffic cones, fastening rivets, doorknobs … and disposable drinking cups. These things are just “around,” but they weren’t always. They were each and all created -- by someone. By definition, any part of the built world has to have a First Mover, a Creator, an Author. That was my assumption, and I wanted to take my best shot at finding out who that person was for this particularly recognizable and yet utterly forgettable, disposable object: the red plastic party cup.
As you’ll see in the film, I ended up questioning my working assumption about Authors. But I did meet three people who were responsible. What does that mean? What’s the difference? And what does that have to do with “sustainability” -- whatever that is?
Remember when we talked to you about Solo cups? We wanted to know who made this people’s chalice such a ubiquitous part of our disposable world -- and why. Turns out you were curious too: Grist readers were kind enough to help fund this joint Kickstarter with filmmaker John Pavlus.
You came through, and now we're very excited to share the end result. Behold, I, Party Cup: