Plastic China – Film screening and presentation by filmmaker Wang Jiuliang, 20 February, UC Berkeley

My Friend Wang Jiuliang is screening his documentary at the Doe Library on UC Berkeley Campus next Friday the 20th.

I hope to see you all there!

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Click map for larger image to see where library is, where to park.

Below is what he sent me. All images are his, ©Wang Jiuliang.

February 20, 4-6p.m. ︱ 180 Doe Memorial Library, UC Berkeley

PLASTIC CHINA(Documentary/26 minutes/English subtitles)

Film screening and presentation by the filmmaker

Speaker/performer: Wang Jiuliang, independent filmmaker.

Sponsor: Center for Chinese Studies (CCS)

We live in a spotless, clean environment. The waste that we produce each day quickly disappears from our eyesight. But once the waste disappears from our eyesight, where does it go? Is it recycled properly as we imagine?

PLASTIC CHINA is a story about how plastic waste from all around the world, including the United States , ends up in China . It is because of this plastic waste that water is no longer clean, air is no longer fresh, and food is no longer safe in many areas in China . People living in these polluted areas experience elevated rates of disease and mortality. This film reveals the shocking degree to which we all play a part in this problem. Nowadays, the connections among people around the world is ever closer, and China is in fact not that far from home.

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Commercial fishermen are extremely conscious of their impact

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The other day while visiting Spud Point at Bodega Bay, I noticed the signs you see below affixed to the railing along the harbor. Their poor condition led me to believe they have been there a long, long time.

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Since 2008, I have personally packed off Point Reyes Beaches:

miles of plastic rope

thousands of crab buoys (one very well known bodega fisherman demanded that I give them back to him, no charge, as they belonged to him. Reminding him that he abandoned them on the beach (they were now mine) and that I hauled them out on my back, I declined his offer. This same fisherman also apologized for his meth-addict brother (his words) who nearly ripped my head off when I offered to sell him back his gear for a fraction of what it cost him to build.)

hundreds of crab bait jars

hundreds of empty bleach bottles – It was only this spring that I learned why I find so many bleach bottles on the beach in the winter. Crab fisherman use pure bleach to dunk their buoys while out at sea to kill the marine growth on them. I witnessed a fisherman at Spud Point hauling dozens of gallons to his boat in a wheel barrow. I asked him about it and he told me he usually uses swimming pool bleach, it is stronger.

A friend of mine lives perhaps a 1/4 mile from the harbor at Bodega and frequently is overcome with the strong smell of bleach.

perhaps 7-8 commercial crab pots (they weigh 70-100 lbs., I leave them above the high water mark now)

It appears the same person who wrote the book on sustainable oyster farming in West Marin (where stewards of the land have deep respect for the waters they ply), also wrote the book on how to be a commercial fisherman who is “extremely conscious”.

Meriam-Webster defines conscious thusly: awake and able to understand what is happening around you.

This past year, California adopted rules used by Washington and Oregon with the hope of avoiding the mad dash to race out and catch every single crab as quickly as possible so nobody else can catch it. The jury is still out on whether it has had the intended effect.

Something needs to be done to reduce the huge and devastating effect wrought on the sea by these greedy, often drug addled fishermen. No doubt fishing is a difficult and dangerous job. When the name of the game is get it all now, any means are used to stay awake for days on end. I’ve been told that sitting in the back of the boat, pulling pots, breathing diesel fumes for hours and hours on end is how it is. If you want to stay awake, you take whatever you need: coffee, speed, meth.

Not all fishermen are greedy, nor drug addicts – likely a small fraction. But, with the amount of garbage left in the sea (who knows how many hundreds, thousands of miles of nylon rope lay on the bottom offshore), and on our local beaches (see below), we need more and stronger enforcement of the laws. We also need fishing regulations designed to reduce the “mad dash to catch it all now.” Perhaps of greatest importance, these conscious commercial fishermen need to self-monitor their ranks. And I don’t mean pulling the other guys’ pots, stealing his crabs, cutting the rope and dumping 25, 50 or 100 pots to the bottom just because he put his pots too close to “your” spot. I do mean not dumping bleach and bleach bottles in the sea, when you change out light bulbs, don’t toss the burned out bulb into the sea. Don’t put your gear where it is likely to be cut by tugs. Don’t leave your abandoned gear all over local beaches (or national seashores), come pick up your mess, and tell your fellow fisherman to not make a mess! Salmon fishermen need to stop shooting seals and sea lions.

This winter, as you enjoy your cracked crab, remember the hard work put in by fishermen, as well as the huge impact on this one and only planet we all call home.

Perhaps crab should be $40/pound, along with mandatory drug testing for all fishermen!

After looking over the images below, you’ll surely agree that “Commercial fishermen have played a very active role in causing lasting environmental damage.”


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Human trash collected from Point Reyes beaches during six visits

Human trash collected from Point Reyes beaches during six visits


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Commercial crab trap tags. Recognize anyone you know? I do.

Commercial crab trap tags. Recognize anyone you know? I do.

Amazon buys Twitch

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On the radio today I heard a story about a company buying another company.

The company being bought is unique.

The company being bought is named Twitch.

Twitch allows people to watch, on their computer, other people playing video games, on their computer.

Amazon is paying about one billion dollars for a company that allows people to waste time watching other people waste time (most of whom are likely shooting make-believe guns at make believe people).


According to the UN, 783 million people world-wide do not have access to clean water.

The same source estimates 2.5 billion people do not have access to adequate sanitation.

Humans are filling the oceans with trillions of pieces of plastic each and every day, killing hundreds of thousands of animals.

Our unconscious behaviors are destroying our planet.


Surely we can do better.

We must.

Or our children will inherit a toxic planet, devoid of diversity.


I promise not to buy or play a single video game next year.

I promise to pick up litter each and every day next year.

I promise to not buy any drinking water packaged in plastic next year.

I promise to try to get 5 people stop buying bottled water forever next year.

What small thing could you do?

Plastic China, a film by Wang Jiuliang

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This film will have a world premier at the 2017 Sundance Film Festival!

Go here to see the trailer of the day, very exciting.

A little over a month ago I received an email message from a young woman who had seen my image of large meta-bottles on Drakes Beach when she stayed at the Point Reyes Youth Hostel. In her message she explained that a documentary filmmaker and photographer from China would be in the SF Bay Area soon. If I was amenable, and had time, she wondered if I could meet with him.

Last Sunday I met the brother I never knew I had.

Arrangements were made and we thought we might have 3 hours together out in West Marin to look at some of my projects as well as visit areas of interest to Wang.

We, Wang (who speaks little English), his friend Xiao (who speaks English and Mandarin), and myself (whose Mandarin is limited to: thank you, you’re welcome, and check please) spent the entire day together. It was fantastic.

I learned about Wang’s first film, “Beijing, besieged by waste“, see movie trailer here.

Wang is now working on a film titled Plastic China. A film about the harm done to the Chinese people that process the infinite amount of recycled material from the rest of the world, of whom the US is a major contributor.
That ounce of pride we take when we place our plastic bottle, metal can or unwanted electronic waste into the recycle bin is seen in a new light in Wang’s latest film.

See a current trailer for Plastic China here.

Much of the day was spent with me on the other side of the camera being filmed by Wang for his new film. It was more than a little challenging looking towards the camera, but not at the camera. All the while trying to answer questions Wang first asked in Mandarin, then Xiao re-asked in English.

Wang and I hope to continue the dialog we began. Perhaps we can forge a conduit whereby the people of our respective countries gain a greater understanding of each other. Such that we can learn to be kinder to the planet, and to each other.

Both Wang and I are disturbed by what we see the majority of the humans doing to our tiny earth.

Please enjoy these images as you ponder what steps you might be willing to take in order to lighten your burden on our planet…

Great Heron

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Beauty ushers forth from between a rock and a hard place. Lewisia is one of my favorite flowers of the sierra. Found up high where few dare visit.

Beauty ushers forth from between a rock and a hard place. Lewisia is one of my favorite flowers of the sierra. Found up high where few dare visit.

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Hello Portosan, please come pickup the port-o-pottie….

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While cleaning a remote beach south of Stinson today, I came across this discarded port-o-pottie tank.

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I’ll give them a call in the morning to come pick it up.

GPS waypoints and a trail-head should be good enough.

Don’t you think?

UPDATE: After sending the company that owns this garbage a note containing pictures, maps and the exact location, asking for them to come pick it up, (Nicole, how come you never called me back?), I have heard nothing. This huge mess is likely still laying on the beach near Stinson Beach, being ground into fine yellow plastic fish food by the surf and rocks.

Memorial Day in West Marin

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Blessed are we that live near to the coast
Rhythmic surf soothes our souls
Peregrine, osprey, pelican fill the sky
Five white sharks swim free in the sea

Cursed are we that live near to the coast
Explosions of plastic remind us our folly
Blanket the beach needlessly with pretty poison

Soldiers travel the world
To protect us from evil empires
Who to protect us from our convenient plastic poison?


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Last year on this day

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Flotsam and Jetsam, a film

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14 minutes and worth a view I reckon.

It came out in 2012, I only now discovered it.

Read about the film here.

The banner image above shows a toilet that washed ashore at Abbotts Lagoon, Point Reyes National Seashore on 17 July, 2010.

A fishing boat from central California overturned in the surf with four fishermen aboard.

Sadly, all four died.

In addition to the toilet, I recovered empty beer cans, life vests, several fishing rods, large sections of the boat and a ziploc bag of quarters.

 

Our SPECIES treats this one and only planet we call home as if it were that toilet.

 

When will we stop this madness?

 

Transgenic salmon egg floats ashore in Tomales Bay

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While out foraging for plastic today, I was witness to a rare event.

A giant salmon egg from a newly developed transgenic salmon floated ashore.

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Click on the image above to see rare transgenic salmon egg in Tomales Bay.

From the looks of the label, it appears to be one of the exciting new products from Monsanto, “Roundup ready salmon®” Oncorhynchus glyphosatii

This fish is completely resistant to the effects of herbicides in the environment, while tasting mostly like a fish, and not very much at all like a toxic chemical. An assortment of food dyes are provided with each steak so you can ensure it matches the rest of your meal.

In other exciting news, Monsanto is reportedly working in conjunction with the makers of bisphenol A (Bayer, Dow, Hexion Specialty Chemicals, SABIC Innovative Plastics (formerly GE Plastics), and Sunoco) to release a new fish that can survive while being exposed to the plastic additive bisphenol A (BPA).

It is not known what effect, if any these laboratory creations have on naturally spawned, wild salmon. Actually, it is not known if there are any wild salmon left to give a damn about.

Speaking of dam(n)s, have a look at these videos to learn one sure-fire way to help wild salmon thrive:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oD4QHkN57FM



Condit Dam removal on White Salmon River, Washington State.

Learn about the effort to restore 300 miles of spawning habitat on the Klammath here

Send a letter to your senator urging them to un-dam The Klammath, it’s easy. Please do it.

Gosh, don’t we have the last of the Central Coast Coho Salmon fighting extinction right here in West Marin? What could we do to ensure they don’t go the way of the Tasmanian Tiger or Stellar’s Sea Cow?

Ahhhh, who gives a damn about these animals anyhow? There are apps for each and every one of them at the itunes store. Besides, real animals smell. Yuck!

Why care about wild salmon? Copper, we need more copper and molybdenum!

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Humans are really good at destroying natural processes that work just fine left unmolested, for example, a wild salmon run.

Then, someone with dollar signs in their eyes and an MBA from some well-respected business school comes along and figures out how to capitalize on the situation, and screw things up even more.

Several weeks ago I was diving for abalone along the northern coast of California, an enjoyable, exhausting activity, even when the ocean is calm and visibility is good. I was knackered after two hours exploring and retrieving a few abs and had hauled myself out on the rocky shore to rest a bit before heading back to the car.

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As I drug myself from the surf on hands and knees, I looked to my left, just above the lapping waves and saw something strange, something out of place. It looked like a salmon head, resting on a large rock. Pffft, no way could a salmon head be sitting on a rock here I thought. Removing my mask I looked again. Sure enough, there was a salmon head, perched on a rock with something bright and flat under it. This was not a coho or chinook salmon either. As I crawled closer I could see it was an Atlantic salmon, like one sees in the market these days, perched on the shore of the Pacific Ocean.

I picked it up and found that it had what appeared to be a price tag hanging by a thin plastic thread off the opercle (cheek). What the hell? I thought to myself.

Then I read the tag and was even more dumb-founded. It had a QR code on one side and what appeared to be a brand on the other. Holy Jesus I thought, Monsanto is raising fish that are already priced.

I packed this oddity into my gear, crawled back into the sea after a rest and swam back to my things, then drove home.

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Once home, I looked up the brand on the internet and found that this fish had been raised in a pen off the shore of Patagonia, over 5000 miles south of where I found it.

Furthermore, I found that it was raised at a place touting itself to be “Raising salmon in harmony with nature”. A little more sleuthing on this website and I found that this fish was likley sold at a market not too many miles from where I found it. A gull probably plucked this morsel from a dumpster, flew off to enjoy some easy grub, then got distracted or some such thing.

These people at Verlasso are working with the likes of AquaChile and Dupont to turn out food for people to eat. I don’t know about you, but when I think of food, DuPont is probably the last name that comes to mind. Think dynamite, teflon, tyvek – NOT food.

So yes, we humans have screwed up hundreds, if not thousands of perfectly healthy salmon runs the world over. So much so that enterprising folks like Verlasso are going to save us from ourselves by farming fish that are in harmony with nature. Mind you, these fish have done pretty damn well on their own until we got all clever and greedy on this dang planet. But these are smart people, with degrees and training and know-how.

Have a look at their website, it has lots of nice cartoons showing how to grow fish in harmony with nature.

If you want another view of salmon farming, go here, or here, or here.

How many of you thousands of readers (snicker) know about the unfolding disaster called The Pebble Mine up in Alaska?

The proposed mine will be 3 times the size of the Kennecott mine shown here. Image borrowed from https://fishermenforbristolbay.org/pebble-mine/

The proposed mine will be 3 times the size of the Kennecott mine shown here. Image borrowed from https://fishermenforbristolbay.org/pebble-mine/

A perfectly good sockeye salmon run is at risk of being destroyed by a bunch of greedy business people interested in mining copper, gold and molybdenum and other things MUCH more important than some stupid fish.

Read about the Pebble Mine here.

What if we left that copper in the ground?

A healthy sockeye salmon run would create salmon in harmony with nature, all on it’s own.

Greedy business people the world over would not further threaten wild salmon runs by playing god as they attempt to grow salmon in harmony with nature. We don’t need more food on this planet, we need less humans screwing things up.

Teach your children well

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I worked in the computer industry for too long, in a variety capacities.

Most every year I would head to San Francisco to the MacWorld trade show to learn of the latest gadgets my customers might want.

The last year I attended as my interest in the technology sector continued to wane, I witnessed something that I think is at the heart of what happened last week in a small school back east.

As I walked the many aisles of Moscone Hall visiting vendors, I was stopped by a horde of people that had spilled out into the aisle from within one company’s display area, or “booth”. Unable to easily walk through the densely packed, all male road-block, I stopped to see what they were all looking at.

Besides the throng of men and boys of all ages staring towards the presenter, the overwhelming sense was the very loud sound of gunshots and squealing tires.

The company was selling video games. First-person-shooter video games that enable the “player” to assume the role of an assassin and venture out into the virtual world created within the confines of the flat screen, and shoot people.

As the assistant was effortlessly blasting, running, blasting and reloading a variety of weapons, the speaker was extolling the virtues of this new version of a very popular game.

This new version had a faster processor, more memory, more weapons and a brand new graphics engine. This graphics engine could render scenes quicker and so realisticly he said, you’d be pulled right into the environment and forget where you were.

The line that sticks with me to this day, as his assistant, the assassin, shot person after person on-screen, the line that reverberated in my mind today as I watched coho spawning, coho soon to be dead after using their last bit of energy to create and deposit the next generation of a species likely to soon go extinct in California, delivered with such pride and enthusiasm, you’d have thought he was explaining a cure for cancer, so proud of his new and improved graphics engine – “Look at that blood! It’s so realistic.”

 

If you have children, please regularly spend time with them away from anything that requires electricity or batteries or has a screen.

And now that you have read this, turn off your computer, send some love, strength  and compassion to those grieving families back east, hug your children and take them outside somewhere to look at the stars, smell a damp bay tree, listen to a free flowing river, or a croaking frog or the wings of an owl overhead.