The Story of Stuff

 If you haven’t yet watched the no-bull, low-tech, consciousness-raising video that is The Story of Stuff, you oughta.

Sustainability activist Annie Leonard put together this little primer on the materials economy, and in case you didn’t already think you had too much crap in the garage, she helps you see the light. There are a lot of powerful moments and pretty grim facts about everything from natural resource depletion to how quickly products become obsolete. There’s also a nasty treadmill-type scene that has the average Joe going from working to watching TV to shopping, to working to watching TV to shopping. Ad infinitum.

The Story of Stuff is a kid-friendly little flick, and a great way to start all kinds of discussions about advertising, pollution and workers’ rights, but you need to watch it with them. My girls got sad — Smaller actually cried a little — and it’s helpful to push the old pause button and infuse a little hope every so often. We did that by talking about what we’re already doing right, and what else we can do. We had a lot of good ideas, and I’m not sure why the current administration hasn’t brought us on as consultants, but in the meantime, we’re gonna try to ratchet the goodness up a notch — using both sides of every sheet of paper and turning down the heat a bit. That sort of thing, times a hundred. 

It’s both hard and easy this time of year to think about stuff. Hard because we’re all doing our civic and cultural duty by making our lists and checking them twice and we don’t want to be guilted into doing otherwise. Easy because everything we do is fodder for change. Our girls both asked for new scooters for Christmas. They’ve literally ridden theirs into the ground and we’ve squeezed every penny’s worth out of ’em. BUT. Instead of new scooters, they’re each getting a new set of wheels and new handle grips — because the rest of the contraption is just fine!!!

That Santa. Always got an eye on the planet.

So check it out. In the 20 minutes it’ll take to watch, you would have only moved up a place or two in line at the post office anyway…

(Grateful for good conversation starters…)

16 Responses to “The Story of Stuff”

    • liz_scanlon

      See, that’s the other thing. Even our TIME is all mucked up with stuff. 20 minutes shouldn’t be that big a deal. Right??? Awk — gotta run…

  1. Anonymous

    I had to post a link to The Story of Stuff, too.

    It really hit home with me, especially as I am confronted by the amount of stuff we have as I try to pare down before our move. After watching this clip, I felt sort of sick. It’s obscene how we just buy new of whatever. And then if you add in the fact that we’re supporting China’s economy and the poor standards of testing and child workers… I don’t know. I guess it’s too late for a corn husk doll and a thimble for Christmas but MAN, we have got to take action somewhere…

    Barb
    http://www.sothethingisblog.blogspot.com

    • liz_scanlon

      Re: I had to post a link to The Story of Stuff, too.

      And maybe some maple syrup candy. Right? I think the kids’d be relieved, quite frankly. Being buried in crap really doesn’t make anyone feel that good. Y’know?

  2. bernadettenoll

    your solution is great!

    I love your solution to the scooter request. They’ll be just as excited to outfit their old rigs with new duds as they would have with new rigs altogether. Brilliant my dear!

  3. Anonymous

    Thanks for pointing this out. I’d love to see it. I used to be so up on this kind of stuff and was way more of an environmentalist (active, that is) than I am now, I’m sorry to say. It’s one thing I’d love to change about my life — to get back on track with more environmental readings and activism, even if just activism in my own personal life (if that makes any sense).

    Great idea on the scooter, you.

    Jules, 7-Imp

    • liz_scanlon

      Yes. It makes sense. Totally. There’s the belief and then there’s the action. And one of them takes a lot more, well, time and stuff. Sigh.
      20 minutes for the movie, though, Jules. That’s not so bad. Right?