plastic

So you can be 'fantastic' or 'elastic' but can you ever be both lol??

My world foreshortened, flattening into a credit card. Seen head on, things seemed merely skewed, but from the side the view was virtually meaningless--a one-dimensional wafer. Everything about me may have been crammed in there, but it was only plastic. Indecipherable except to some machine.

She dug into one of the boxes, finding clay angels she__ made in art class when she was seven years old. She found plastic swans on strings and red crystal cardinals. She found a blue-and-white rocking horse covered in glitter. She found a porcelain Santa Claus. She found that she couldn__ figure out where the hell time had gone.

in these shitty plastic days ...

All of them are the same type; girls with overprocessed hair and too much makeup and way too much access to Daddy__ credit cards. Girls who, if you took away the designer labels, hair dye and cover-up, wouldn__ be more than average-looking, but with all that stuff look too plastic to be pretty.

Negativity is like burning plastic: while destroying itself, it annoys everyone with its stench.

You may be married to a star, but that doesn't mean they'll treat you like one.

Why hoard away so many back-issues of People Magazine? Fashion magazines are just empty promises. You can go bankrupt blowing all your cash on expensive beauty products, but the only way you__l ever look just like the people on those glossy front covers is if you know how to use computer editing software for photographs. Besides, people who think they are ugly, are never really all that ugly anyway. People who think they are pretty, are rarely ever all that pretty.

How do you explain plastic to a medieval forest bard?

What's the whole point of being pretty on the outside when you__e so ugly on the inside?

Personally, I believe "if it ain't broke, don't fix it". I'd rather use film cameras and vinyl records and cathode ray tubes than any sort of the digital technology available. Look around! The streets are full of people who would rather have their eyes on their cell phones than on the world around them! Scientists are researching technology to erase specific memories from people! Our thrown-away digital technology is showing up overseas in huge piles of toxic heavy metals and plastic! And yet there are still people who keep wanting technology and the future to keep going. They dream of flying cars, or humanoid robots, of populated cities on Mars. But do we really NEED this stuff? Maybe before we try to keep turning our world into an episode of The Jetsons, we should focus more on the problems that are surprisingly being overlooked now more than ever. Before we design another stupid cell phone or build a flying car, let's put a stop to racism, to sexism, to homophobia, to war. Let's stop buying all our "American" products from sweat shops overseas and let's end poverty in third-world countries. Let's let film photography never go obsolete, let's let print books continue to be printed. Let's stop domestic violence and child abuse and prostitution and this world's heavy reliance on prescription drugs. Let's stop terrorism, let's stop animal cruelty, , let's stop overpopulation and urbanization, let's stop the manufacture of nuclear weapons......I mean come on, we have all these problems to solve, but digital tech enthusiasts are more concerned that we don't have flying cars or robotic maids yet? That's pathetic.

It's hard to get everybody to recycle paper and plastic, let alone.

If you can't reuse or repair an item, do you ever really own it? Do you ever really own it? Do you ever develop the sense of pride and proprietorship that comes from maintaining an object in fine working order?We invest something of ourselves in our material world, which in turn reflects who we are. In the era of disposability that plastic has helped us foster, we have increasingly invested ourselves in objects that have no real meaning in our lives. We think of disposable lighters as conveniences -- which they indisputably are; ask any smoker or backyard-barbecue chef -- and yet we don't think much about the tradeoffs that that convenience entails.

A child can learn what is right as easy as what is wrong and whatever impressions are made on the mind when it is plastic will remain there.

Leadership obeys the principle of Hooke's law to the very bone. It explains:When an elastic material is stretched, it returns to its original position. But when it's over stretched beyond its limit point, it loses its elasticity and becomes plastic, and later cuts or breaks.As a leader, in your leadership disposition, it behoves of you to acquaint yourself with this very leadership principle that edges forward. It's however, a human nature to adopt to an environment, so, leaders are humans, they tend to have this rapore with their followers which is somewhat a must needed. But the ability for such one to return and recollect to knowing his boundary makes a good leader. A phenomenon whereby he becomes drunk of platitudes, then it comes to a time where they (followers) dictate for him. And even sought and suggest plans without his consent or knowing, it has gotten to the point of plastic and break respectively.

We__e so self-important. Everybody__ going to save something now. __ave the trees, save the bees, save the whales, save those snails._ And the greatest arrogance of all: save the planet. Save the planet, we don__ even know how to take care of ourselves yet. I__ tired of this shit. I__ tired of f-ing Earth Day. I__ tired of these self-righteous environmentalists, these white, bourgeois liberals who think the only thing wrong with this country is that there aren__ enough bicycle paths. People trying to make the world safe for Volvos. Besides, environmentalists don__ give a shit about the planet. Not in the abstract they don__. You know what they__e interested in? A clean place to live. Their own habitat. They__e worried that some day in the future they might be personally inconvenienced. Narrow, unenlightened self-interest doesn__ impress me.The planet has been through a lot worse than us. Been through earthquakes, volcanoes, plate tectonics, continental drift, solar flares, sun spots, magnetic storms, the magnetic reversal of the poles _ hundreds of thousands of years of bombardment by comets and asteroids and meteors, worldwide floods, tidal waves, worldwide fires, erosion, cosmic rays, recurring ice ages _ And we think some plastic bags and some aluminum cans are going to make a difference? The planet isn__ going anywhere. WE are!We__e going away. Pack your shit, folks. We__e going away. And we won__ leave much of a trace, either. Maybe a little Styrofoam _ The planet__l be here and we__l be long gone. Just another failed mutation. Just another closed-end biological mistake. An evolutionary cul-de-sac. The planet__l shake us off like a bad case of fleas.The planet will be here for a long, long, LONG time after we__e gone, and it will heal itself, it will cleanse itself, __ause that__ what it does. It__ a self-correcting system. The air and the water will recover, the earth will be renewed. And if it__ true that plastic is not degradable, well, the planet will simply incorporate plastic into a new paradigm: the earth plus plastic. The earth doesn__ share our prejudice toward plastic. Plastic came out of the earth. The earth probably sees plastic as just another one of its children. Could be the only reason the earth allowed us to be spawned from it in the first place. It wanted plastic for itself. Didn__ know how to make it. Needed us. Could be the answer to our age-old egocentric philosophical question, __hy are we here?_ Plastic_ asshole.

But somewhere before the Renaissance they realized that it was impossible to live without love. Thus they created a new strand. The first of the synthetic emotions to ever be created. It opened up the possibility to recreate anything, including forging creation. We were on the path to becoming plastic gods.