Clothes for Cash
Tangled web of donation: To quote Sir Walter Scott, "Oh, what a tangled web we weave/When first we practice to deceive!" After reading this article, I will never use Campus California's boxes again ["Your Rags to Their Riches," Matt Smith, Feature, 6/8]. For some reason, I thought they were connected to Goodwill Industries, which I support by donation and by purchasing recycled household items and good secondhand clothing. When I make a donation, it is my preference that it go to someone in my community, or at least my country.
Glut of cheap clothing contributes to the problem: As a newcomer to the U.S. and to S.F. in particular, I find much about my new home puzzling and often archaic. The article about Campus California's clothing bins struck me as odd for a number of reasons, not least because of the apparent connection to some shady Danish crime figure.
First, countries like Australia and the U.K. have had clothing bins — successfully owned and operated by charities such as Goodwill or their foreign equivalent — for as long as I can remember. They work wonderfully as a means to easily dispose of unwanted clothing without having to attend specific donation centers. So I fail to see why Goodwill cannot simply put its own boxes around the city, usurping those installed by Campus California.
However, the real issue is the true cost of our taste for cheap clothing. Five-dollar T-shirts are a bargain for the consumer, but whose tiny fingers sewed them, under what godawful conditions, and for how little pay? The widespread availability of such cheap, disposable clothing has created such a glut of secondhand clothing worldwide that many charities overseas cannot handle the volume of donations. The quality of said clothing is often so poor that instead of being used again, the clothes are turned into rags or end up in landfill.
Blog Comments of the Week
The ongoing sparring between motorists and bicyclists: The few angry bicyclists who feel they rule the road and disregard drivers and pedestrians spoil it for the courteous riders ["San Francycle: What to Do When Crazy Drivers Want to Kill You," Matt Baume, the Snitch, 6/3]. A bad accident stopped me from bicycling on city streets ever again. But cyclists' entitlement and hypocrisy do not help their cause. They want drivers to obey the traffic laws, but most of them run stop signs and disregard pedestrians in crosswalks. It is very hard to be sympathetic.
I'm all for people sharing the road, but I am so sick of cyclists behaving like they have more of a right to city streets than cars do. It's completely absurd. Everyone needs to follow the same rules of the road, or accidents are going to happen. People cannot always blame drivers if the cyclists are going to have this self-righteous attitude that they are almighty and car drivers are just out to get them. Seriously, people, just be responsible.
Last week's Eat column ["What to Eat on the Fly," Jonathan Kauffman, 6/8] incorrectly stated that Napa Farms Market's wine section is curated by Steve Carlin. In fact, the wine selection is from Vino Volo. SF Weekly regrets the error.