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Jan. 9, 2017
Modern life ishas been plagued by the pervasive misconception that we all understand how rechargeable batteries work. But we don’t. You don’t get it, I don’t get it. No one gets it. Hell, I remember the first time I threw away the fancy blue batteries that come in Wii remotes. Big shot city mice at Nintendo can’t expect common folk like myself to know any better. Duracell and Energizer are all I’ve ever known and I refuse to apologize for that.
I’ll admit it: Regular batteries are a little bit beyond my skill levelvel – ill admit it. So throwing new-age bullshit my way on top of that seems pretty effed up. Invest more money in public school science programs and then we can talk. UBut until then, get out of my fridge – where I, a classic American, keep my batteries because I truly don’t understand them.
Let me spew nonsense about ionization and feel good about myself when i I take the time to find the cardboard box for recycling batteries at my local elementary school. No one wants to have a green thumb more than I do, but iI will throw away packs of batteries into the ocean if you,u corporate pigs hiding like sheep in the recesses of Silicon Valley, continue to threaten my incredibly delicate sense of battery understanding.
