I appreciate all of the fine leather goods that the country of Greece produces. I really do. I feel lucky that they come at a good bargain too. However, there is a problem that I have with the leather makers. I often wonder what can be done about this or if anything should be done about it. Take a look for yourself and you will see the issue that is at hand.
I live near a leather factory. They do not make much noise, the people working there are kind, and I am glad that somebody out there does this trade. Take a look at this picture. It does not seem too bad, does it?
Sometimes, maybe once or twice a week, something occurs that itches my mind. I just don’t like it. Of course, I do not have enough information about the situation and I never was a whistle blower. It still bothers me.
A black-brownish dye or by product of some sort is released into the sea by the leather factory. It trickles out and is like a cancer invading the marine blue and emerald green of this beautiful environment. I would hate to be in the water when this is being released. It has a foul smell and cannot be good. But I am assuming things and do not know of what the substance is actually made. I can only guess.
(I put an yellow arrow pointing out the substance and a orange circle around a man searching for mussels who is unaware of the sludge creeping up on him.)
What is this stuff made of? What are the effects? I know there is a neighborhood beach right around the corner from here. I wonder if they are aware of this and if they would let their children swim in the sea if they knew what I know.
The blackness invades and soon most of the blue is gone. Do the fish and other marine life leave too?
Humans are not perfect. This a hard fact, but should innocents suffer from our imperfections? Who are the innocents? Sea life, our children, or maybe it is our future. The future is innocent of what we do today or what we plan to do tomorrow.
As the darkness covers the bay and most likely reaches further into the Aegean, I still sit here and wonder what will come of this. What would you do?
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