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Wasting... la tercera parte

Wasting series:
la primera parte
la segunda parte

And now for tercera parte:

DUUUUUUUUUUUDE - the media has even noticed!
http://news.blogs.cnn.com/2012/08/22/40-of-u-s-food-wasted-report-says/
I want to scream and probably break something.  It's downright a.n.n.o.y.i.n.g. when people waste like that! I mean... it's not just me who realizes Americans have issues!  As the article mentions, there are many many many ways you waste your food!  And plus, it's not just happening in homes, it's happening at stores, restaurants, etc..
And wala!
Alot also has to do with pantry management or in-store inventory,
And we won't even talk about the kids who nonchalantly throw their apples, oranges, or whatever their mothers lovingly packaged for them as snack into the trashcan at school when nobody's looking,
but the core issue is laziness and selfishness,
which, of course, is sin.
Wasting is a sin.
It's a sign of bad stewardship.
It's not Christ-like.
STOP IT!

On another line of thought - I toldya Asians and other ethnicities don't have as great an issue with this.
American food waste is 10 times what is experienced in Southeast Asia.
No scientific data for that, but it's pretty obvious, common sense even.
If China wasted like America did...
I don't know...
It'd be ...
like...
a fourth-world country,
and not just in the country areas, but the big cities like Beijing, Shanghai, Sichuan, etc.

And that's just the resources, think of everybody's time you've wasted not consuming the product you purchased fully to its capacity.

And I'll stop ranting... and actually think of ways to not waste... and educate others on this...

~CJ

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