the economics of my blood down the sink

drawing bloodI stand at the sink watching my own blood, mixed with running cold water, swirl around the sink a second or two after feeling the sharp plastic edge cut into my thumb. This is modern life now. I am washing out an empty yoghurt pot to make it ready for putting out in the recycling bin. It was a 500g pot, so each time I fill it with water, that's half a litre of water used. I pay for my water use of course, it's metered, so I pay to make the pot ready for recycling, and sometimes not just with water. With the razor edges where the foil pot lid tears off from, blood is sometimes shed too. Not for the first time, I stand there with a bloody thumb dripping in the sink and start to think about how wrong this all is. the economicsThe people selling me the yoghurt made a profit. So did the the wholesale seller of yoghurt to where I bought it. And the people who made the pot made a profit when they sold the packaging solution to the yoghurt manufacturer. And finally, the producer…