In the developed word,we can almost be forgiven for not noticing this as much as elsewhere in the world.
We keep the problem hidden though,its still here.
On my travels through central/SE Asia the plastic issue was something impossible to ignore.
The poorer the country the worse the problem.
EVERY town and small village I went through had burn pits as there are no official garbage collections-plastic is burned daily spreading clouds of
carcinogens and the melted plastic drips down into the soil.
You can walk through farm land,open fields,jungles and just look at the ground to see plastic poking out of the soil everywhere.
If you dig a hole anywhere,you find layers of compressed plastic going back to when they invented the stuff-its becom a layer of strata,which will be
found in millenia by whatever species takes over(if we do not totally biocide the whole planet that is).
Plants suck up the micro particles and become part plastic,then animals and humans eat the plasticated plants.
The poor/uneducated in those parts of the world think nothing of dumping all their plastic waste into once beautiful rivers and streams,no longer home
to diverse ecosystems,instead choked to death by plastic and god knows what else.
Seeing so much of that has changed me into someone who once believed in hope,and that change is possible-but no longer believes we are even worthy of
our miracle planet.
Some turn to religion to give themselves hope.
I have turned to my own theory that we are the universes "agents of entropy."
Its our job to burn,destroy,and end all life in the known universe.It fits,sadly.
When you look at it like that-we are actually doing a damned fine job,and fulfilling our function perfectly.
What an awful,defeatist way to look at humanity right?
Well prove me wrong.