I have political preferences.
But this is not a political story.
This is a story about garbage.
There is one politician who keeps appearing in our mailbox here in Montreal.
Always the same one.
Always smiling very hard.
At this point, I see him more often than Canadian Tire flyers.
Sometimes I think he knows my postal code better than Canada Post.
Usually, everything that arrives in the mailbox goes straight into recycling.
Pizza coupons — recycling.
Furniture flyers — recycling.
A new internet plan at a price that will mysteriously stop existing in two years — recycling.
His flyer was different.
For some reason, I always put that one in the garbage.
Not recycling.
Garbage.
I don’t know.
It was my small contribution to Canadian politics.
No rallies.
No Facebook arguments.
Just:
**you are not recyclable.**
But recently, I changed my position.
Now his flyers go into recycling too.
Not because my political views changed.
I just thought:
at least this way, something useful might come out of him.