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		<title>By: New: Sunday Surf &#124; an unschooling adventure</title>
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		<dc:creator>New: Sunday Surf &#124; an unschooling adventure</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] you ever considered being a &#8216;freegan&#8217;? I certainly have. This article is an amazing introduction. I love Click Clack [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] you ever considered being a &#8216;freegan&#8217;? I certainly have. This article is an amazing introduction. I love Click Clack [...]</p>
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		<title>By: tess</title>
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		<description>I really like your thoughtful writing, Nicolette! I&#039;m an accidental dumpster diver, first time years ago, I noticed piles of discarded stuff in back of  funeral home, got beautiful flowers, handmade lace, old freestanding cabinet with bread drawer, melmac, paperwork &amp; cards.  Must be too much work re-homing unwanted possessions.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I really like your thoughtful writing, Nicolette! I&#8217;m an accidental dumpster diver, first time years ago, I noticed piles of discarded stuff in back of  funeral home, got beautiful flowers, handmade lace, old freestanding cabinet with bread drawer, melmac, paperwork &amp; cards.  Must be too much work re-homing unwanted possessions.</p>
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		<title>By: fenu</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 15:22:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Another value to relinquished objects is that assigned to items given to organizations like Goodwill, Salvation Army, Volunteers For America, etc. The donors assign emotional value to the stuff that they donate, whether it be &#039;hope&#039;, as in wishing that whatever they donate will be helping someone who is in desperate need of warm clothes, food, or bedding, or &#039;credit in heaven&#039;, as in thinking that their altruism will reflect favorably on them in a future lifetime/existence..some folks give stuff to charity because they&#039;re too lazy to take their discards to the dump. So, all kinds of good and not-so-good valuations adhere to a lot of stuff in thrift-stores. I had to quit a pretty good job driving a truck for a fake-charity organization because they tricked me into taking a *truckload* of donated items to the landfill :(((( They ran out of storage-space for all of their donations, so they had me drive a locked truck to the dump, with me thinking that it was just another load of trash, but when i opened up the truck i found that it was full of perfectly good donations (some of which i had picked up just days before), that they didn&#039;t have room to store. So, here was a whole semi full of items imbued with the hope and good wishes of the donors, being thrown into the dumpster of no-return: the county landfill. I called my boss and suggested that we just give the stuff to Salvation Army or Goodwill, and he chewed me out saying that they were &quot;our competitors&quot;...i was so stupid/naive: i thought that i had been working for a real charity. i still feel really bad in having had an unintentional part in the betrayal of the dreams/values that those donated items held for the people that gave them :(</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another value to relinquished objects is that assigned to items given to organizations like Goodwill, Salvation Army, Volunteers For America, etc. The donors assign emotional value to the stuff that they donate, whether it be &#8216;hope&#8217;, as in wishing that whatever they donate will be helping someone who is in desperate need of warm clothes, food, or bedding, or &#8216;credit in heaven&#8217;, as in thinking that their altruism will reflect favorably on them in a future lifetime/existence..some folks give stuff to charity because they&#8217;re too lazy to take their discards to the dump. So, all kinds of good and not-so-good valuations adhere to a lot of stuff in thrift-stores. I had to quit a pretty good job driving a truck for a fake-charity organization because they tricked me into taking a *truckload* of donated items to the landfill <img src='http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' /> ((( They ran out of storage-space for all of their donations, so they had me drive a locked truck to the dump, with me thinking that it was just another load of trash, but when i opened up the truck i found that it was full of perfectly good donations (some of which i had picked up just days before), that they didn&#8217;t have room to store. So, here was a whole semi full of items imbued with the hope and good wishes of the donors, being thrown into the dumpster of no-return: the county landfill. I called my boss and suggested that we just give the stuff to Salvation Army or Goodwill, and he chewed me out saying that they were &#8220;our competitors&#8221;&#8230;i was so stupid/naive: i thought that i had been working for a real charity. i still feel really bad in having had an unintentional part in the betrayal of the dreams/values that those donated items held for the people that gave them <img src='http://www.clickclackgorilla.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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