Here's an idea for 2017. Through the FairTradeRecycling.org web address, we receive research questions and internship applications from undergraduate and grad students around the globe. This year, I'm going to publish some of those questions, with my answers (or external experts) in the blog. I'll be the Dear Abby or Miss Manners of E-Waste.
If you have a research question about recycling or waste or export for repair, send it here.
It reminds me of my Carleton College (MN) internship at the United Nations in Geneva in 1983. I was a long-haired activist and agent of conscience who was promoting the 1970s "Nestle Boycott" over infant formula sales [NYT 1981]. I'd circulated a petition at the college to keep Nestle brand candy bars out of Carleton vending machines, etc. In Geneva, I had the chance to meet with the head of INFORM the Boycott NGO, with the US representative of the WHO, and the Vice President of Nestle, Geoffrey Foochs. A lot of what I learned that summer put a permanent spin on my career. A lot of that summer appears in this blog.
The misuse and aggressive marketing of infant formula was indeed a horrible period. I won't go into the pictures of malnourished babies, contaminated water, "samples" which lasted long enough for a mother's breasts to dry out (leaving her bound to the bottle)... this was clearly a heroic battle in the early 1970s. But in 1983, there was as clearly an "industry" around the "boycott" and the main product being traded was ego gratification among long haired liberal arts students.
A year later I was teaching in Adamawa Province in Cameroon and I brought in Nestle powdered milk for a lesson. I'd drawn a nice cartoon of a mother breast feeding and asked the class which was better.
A slight majority raised their hands and said the powdered milk was better. All boys.
Then something rare occurred - the few young women in the class were adamant. Standing. Raising their voices and pointing their fingers menacingly at the ceiling, as if testifying before God.
No, they cried. Breast is best! All of the girls knew better, and were - uncharacteristically - LOUD about it!
If you have a research question about recycling or waste or export for repair, send it here.
It reminds me of my Carleton College (MN) internship at the United Nations in Geneva in 1983. I was a long-haired activist and agent of conscience who was promoting the 1970s "Nestle Boycott" over infant formula sales [NYT 1981]. I'd circulated a petition at the college to keep Nestle brand candy bars out of Carleton vending machines, etc. In Geneva, I had the chance to meet with the head of INFORM the Boycott NGO, with the US representative of the WHO, and the Vice President of Nestle, Geoffrey Foochs. A lot of what I learned that summer put a permanent spin on my career. A lot of that summer appears in this blog.The misuse and aggressive marketing of infant formula was indeed a horrible period. I won't go into the pictures of malnourished babies, contaminated water, "samples" which lasted long enough for a mother's breasts to dry out (leaving her bound to the bottle)... this was clearly a heroic battle in the early 1970s. But in 1983, there was as clearly an "industry" around the "boycott" and the main product being traded was ego gratification among long haired liberal arts students.
A year later I was teaching in Adamawa Province in Cameroon and I brought in Nestle powdered milk for a lesson. I'd drawn a nice cartoon of a mother breast feeding and asked the class which was better.
A slight majority raised their hands and said the powdered milk was better. All boys.
Then something rare occurred - the few young women in the class were adamant. Standing. Raising their voices and pointing their fingers menacingly at the ceiling, as if testifying before God.
No, they cried. Breast is best! All of the girls knew better, and were - uncharacteristically - LOUD about it!
