Italy or plastic?

Italy is looking better all the time.  In nature they talk about how when an animal feels cornered the fight or flight instinct kicks in.  I know that is not a unique instinct to dumb animals, as we call them.  Have you ever had that thought," Do I fight the situation or do I just get the heck out of town?"

I feel the fight brewing here in town about the plastics recycling program.  Everyone I speak with wants the program, but the vehicle for the operation is posing opposition.  It would be so much easier to just buy a ticket to Italy and let the whole thing die a natural death. I'd take my books and paints, rent a villa along the Cinque Terra coastal area and just chill out for a few months. I'd let everyone go back to their old way of doing things, tossing those milk bottles into the landfill without a backward look. Those who are extra fanatic about recycling, like me, could just continue their trek to the  Billings to find a place that will do something responsible with their discards.

They want the program but are they willing to fight for it?  Until the report with the update from the local newspaper is published, I won't know where and how great the committment is. How willing are they to back up what they claim they have wanted for so long? What are they willing do do about it? I've been told I need to be patient and wait. As anyone who knows me is aware, that is not my strong suit.  Not my greatest virtue by any means.

So first I wait.  Then I decide, do I fight the fight to the end or do I get the heck out of Dodge?