Jungle Car Research Paper

I love the world that I live in, but sometimes I hate the people who live in it. To start off, I am partially guilty of being one of those people I despise because if you read my previous article you know that I did drive a car and I did leave a car in the jungle. I suppose I meet criminal standards for that. If anyone asks if my story about the jungle car is true I might even deny it; I am that bad. But I am on the bottom of the feeding chain when it comes to my contribution to pollution.
I am a Yankee from New England, and I expect to see the blue sky every day, hear the birds chirp outside my window, breath in fresh air, swim in crystal clear water, enjoy lakes that do not allow motorized vehicles, and climb mountains to see views of 100 miles or more.
For the past two years, I have been on a walkabout, which ended up taking me to places that paint an honest picture of how most of the world lives. Mexico was adventuresomely gorgeous to the extreme. If you have the resources you can find places like Cascades, Ed James, Vera Cruz, Beach dunes and wallow in the beauty of the place. But living in Tampico, Mexico, day after day, as I slogged through the heat on the bus, and walked to school, or to the gym, or to someone's apartment, I smelled …show more content…
Once the haze goes away it will slip from our awareness. Believing that the haze is a serious problem, would mean doing something about the phenomenal amount of natural resources and fossil fuels we consume. It might mean not driving, turning off our air conditioners, or heaters, just to mention some of the tamer things that we use to contribute to this issue. So I can be pissed at Indonesia; I can boycott visiting the country; I can refuse to buy palm oil, but honestly it is too late. We should be ashamed of bringing this upon ourselves. Just because we cannot see what comes out of our exhaust pipes, chimneys, and air conditioners, does not mean it is not