And the author does make that clear but for the first time I feel like hey maybe I should be more adamant about being less wasteful.

In Wasteland, award-winning journalist Oliver Franklin-Wallis takes us on an eye-opening journey through the global waste industry. In the end, it all ends up in the same place – the endless ingenuity of humanity in one filthy, fascinating mass. planned obsolescence: “We need things consumed, burned up, worn out, replaced, and discarded at an ever increasing rate.Among the industrial-scale horrors, Franklin-Wallis finds warm and bright characters whose lives have become inextricably woven into the waste stream. Franklin-Wallis achieves the difficult feat of making an ostensibly mundane topic feel urgent, and the compassionate profiles effectively humanize a problem that’s massive in scope. Its strongest parts are when Franklin-Wallis walks with those contributing to, or affected by, the failures, injustices and complexities of dealing with waste . We have long been blithely throwing out our waste – tossing it over our shoulders and moving on to the next shiny new thing, with little thought to what happens to the discarded item.

After months of investigating, the enormity of the waste issue, “begins to take a spiritual toll” on Franklin-Wallis (as he notes in the acknowledgements, he suffers from a chronic pain condition which affected the writing of the book). An urgent, probing and endlessly interesting investigation into our staggering wastefulness and the environmental crisis this is creating right under our noses. Oliver Franklin-Wallis wondered what exactly happens to both our rubbish and our recycled rubbish and this is a book of his discoveries. Hachette Book Group is a leading book publisher based in New York and a division of Hachette Livre, the third-largest publisher in the world.It’s thought that 25 percent of all clothing made is never sold" but instead thrown away by the companies. I didn't want to get into trouble, or worse, have someone come and throw them in the burn barrel, so I nudged the box down under some broken machinery. Just as everything we consume comes from somewhere on earth, so too everything we produce must go somewhere on earth—even if we don't want to think about it.