Saturday, December 16, 2006
What is plastic? No one will say.
For the life of me I can not get a straight answer about what plastic is. Some say it is a petroleum product, but what on earth happens to the petroleum (good, simple gasoline) to make it plastic, no one will say. One fellow tried, but he talked too long and made me feel of low mind. The next fellow who tried said it was made of small pellets which were melted down as needed at a "destination factory." Needless to say that only made me angrier. By the time the third fellow tried to explain plastic to me he could barely open his mouth before I brought my pink lunch tray down on his head so hard that it (his head) hit the table and actually bounced back up against my tray and then down again (like a basketball dribble). From that point out barely anybody in the hof brau was listening to each other and so I fired up the van and left. I feel worse than ever that I am surrounded by this basic material that I can not understand.