May 27, 2005
It’s The End Of The World As We Know It, And I Smell Poo

Doug Harvey wrote a very nice account of the CLUI tour to Terminal Island.

Gumaer directs the bus driver through the enormous system of pipes, centrifuges and settling tanks before coming to a halt by the aeration basins, where we disembark for a closer look at the bubbling microbial soup, with its eddies of gold disposable tampon applicators and hovering cloud of septic microbe farts. I overhear one of the other tourists laugh, “Only Matt could get people to pay to get up at 7 a.m. to stand and stare at tubs of shit!”

Posted by jjwiseman at May 27, 2005 05:42 PM
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