One coin a day - has a penny reached the status of garbage?

Recently while picking up litter at the bus stop, I found a nickel.  It was one of a number of coins I've found recently while scanning the ground, and it reminded me of a blog post I wrote in September 2006 about finding money while cycling to work.

9/29/2006

It's amazing to me how much money is just lying around in the street. Biking to work, I see coins lying in the street all the time. They sit there day after day and I'm the only one who seems to pick them up.

 This morning, at the most prolific intersection on my route, I spotted three pennies and a dime. I then picked up a quarter at the second most lucrative spot, which is on M$ campus. The first spot is about a mile and a half from home, so I just went for a walk and picked up the three pennies and a dime, plus a fourth penny I didn't see in the same spot. While I was on my way, I spotted a quarter in the gutter, and there was a nickel on the sidewalk about 2 feet away. Finally, I spotted another penny in the street about halfway to home.

 Don't know about you, but I still consider it worthwhile to pick up a penny.

The stuff that lies in the street gets all scuffed up - sometimes to the point where they are unrecognizable. 

Here's today's haul. All but the scuffed quarter were picked up on my walk just now.

One Coin A Day?

It makes me wonder:  in this affluent suburb, why don't we stop to pick up change?  Is it that the perceived value is so low?  Is it just unseen?  Or are we sending the same message with coins as we are with garbage:  that it's beneath us to bow to the ground and pick something up there, or that anything that has touched the ground is automatically contaminated?

Would you stop to pick up a coin on the ground?  Why or why not?

What MH370 is teaching us about ocean debris

March 8^th of this year, Malaysian airlines flight MH370 disappeared.  The baffling disappearance is a mystery that persists 86 days later despite what is perhaps the most technologically sophisticated search conducted to date.

While the disappearance of the flight remains an unsolved mystery, one side effect of the intense search has been to focus attention on the large amount of man-made floating debris in the most remote parts of the ocean, everything from lost or discarded fishing gear to entire lost shipping containers.

“Search efforts intensified on 20 March, after large pieces of possible debris had been photographed in this area four days earlier by a satellite. Australia, the United Kingdom, the United States, China, Japan, New Zealand, and South Korea assigned military and civilian ships and aircraft to the search. China published images from satellite Gaofen 1 on 22 March that showed large debris about 120 km (75 mi) south west of the previous sighting. On 26 March, images from French satellites indicated 122 floating objects in the southern Indian Ocean. Thai satellite images published on 27 March showed about 300 floating objects about 200 km (120 mi) from the French satellites' target area. The abundant finds, none yet confirmed to be from the flight, brought the realisation of the prior lack of surveillance over the area, and the vast amounts of marine debris littering the oceans.” - Wikipedia: Malaysia Airlines Flight 370.

The referenced Wikipedia article has pulled together many of the reports of marine debris fields discovered in the vast and remotest parts of the Southern Indian Ocean, sourced from plane overflights, search vessels, and some of the largest from satellite imagery.  Imagine, garbage fields visible from space!

Can this ocean of garbage be cleaned up?  Unlikely.  The effort required to collect large amounts of garbage in remote and untraveled areas is prohibitive, and represents a drop in a very large bucket.  It’s hard to know how to start to help.  A large proportion of the garbage in remote areas comes from huge shipping containers lost overboard, loss of equipment from large-scale fishing operations.  However, some proportion of it is undoubtedly sourced on land, from household garbage.

On a recent visit to Port Townsend, Washington State’s quaint Victorian arts community and tourist haven, I walked the beaches along Discovery Bay, and was reminded of the lessons of MH370 by the trash all over the littoral zone.  I picked up a nice pile of plastic bags and sheeting. 

 I left the tires. 

It makes me feel helpless to think of the insurmountable task of cleaning up the ocean.  What I can do is small but impactful – pick up a piece or more of trash every day.  365 pieces a year.  Maybe a few thousand in a lifetime.  If we can spread this discipline, teach our kids, get 100, 1000, a million, a billion people doing the same, will it end the problem?  No, but it’s a start.  

Join me, won’t you?