I am a flood of emotions when I learn about things like this: 200 billion pounds of plastic floating in our oceans, absorbing chemicals and being eaten by the animals that live out there and potentially end up on our dinner plates. The fact that there is very little we can do to clean up or stop this problem without somehow controlling the entire world's dumping of plastic into the ocean, or the production of plastic all together. It makes me feel furious, and sad and hopeless. A problem like this should take priority over so many other things in this world. It's our planet. We can't get a new one.
(click on the image to enlarge. Found at GOOD Magazine.com)