A Flush to Judgement

“The dank clusters, graying and impenetrable, gain mass like demon snowballs as they travel. Pumps clog. Gears falter. Then, there is the final blow…” If you’re the parent of an infant, a fiber-obsessed man over forty, a woman removing her eye makeup, or just about anyone else, you’re implicated in Matt Flegenheimer’s NYT piece on the scourge of the supposedly flushable wipe. Oregon, Hawaii, Wisconsin, Alaska, California … from Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine; officials in all of these places have spent millions dealing with the damage created by the increasingly popular wipes. For you, out of sight means out of mind, but for people like the Charleston Sanitary Board’s Tim Haapala, the nightmare is just beginning: “I agree that they’re flushable, A golf ball is flushable, but it’s not a good idea.”

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