That water bottle we use once you know, humans are really good and throw away will be with us at creating things, and, for generations. By 2050, there will be more were really good at making plastic in the ocean than fish. Things that last forever, clearly with plastics. And they are everywhere. There are campaigns to limit this plastic plague, with bans plastics take the stage at an International Exhibit in on bags and straws, and yet amsterdam. Alfonsi and thats been the around the world, it continues case ever since plastic filled to pile up, seeping into our our homes in the 1950s. Rivers and streams, and turning the womenfolk washing dishes our oceans into a vast garbage made of plastic dishes that dump. Bounce when they drop to the floor. But one mophaired young alfonsi it was revolutionary. Dutchman has come up with a plan when the rain comes down on which he says will save our tomorrows brave new world, seas. Youll put on your plastic hi, boyan raincoat, put up your plastic hi.
[ turi speaking italian ] anthony: then they gave up and just dumped a whole bag of dead fish into the sea. [ turi speaking italian ] anthony: at this point, i begin desperately looking for signs of life. hoping that one of them would stir, become revived. i m frantically swimming around the bottom littered with dead things, looking for one that s still twitching so i could hold it up to the camera and end this misery. but no, my shame would be absolute. for some reason i feel something snap, and i slide quickly, deeply into a spiral of near hysterical depression. is this what it s come to, i m thinking, as another dead squid narrowly misses my head? almost a decade later back in the same country, and i m still desperately staging fishing scenes, seeding the ocean with supermarket seafood, complicit in a shameful, shameful incident of fakery?
and then they gave up and dumped the whole bag of fish into the sea. you at this point i begin desperately looking for signs of life. hoping that one of them would stir, become revived. i m frantically swimming around the bottom littered with dead things, looking for one that s still twitching so i can hold it up to the camera and end this misery, but, no, my shame will be absolute. for some reason i see something snap and i slide quickly into near hysterical depression is this what it s come to, i m thinking, as another dead squared narrowly misses my head almost a decade later back in the same country and i m still desperately staging fishing scenes, ceding the oceans with supermarket seafood, complicit in a shameful, shameful incident of fakery.
and just dumped a whole bag of dead fish into the sea. [ turi speaking italian ] anthony: at this point, i begin desperately looking for signs of life. hoping that one of them would stir, become revived. i m frantically swimming around the bottom littered with dead things, looking for one that s still twitching so i could hold it up to the camera and end this misery. but no, my shame would be absolute. for some reason i feel something snap, and i slide quickly, deeply into a spiral of near hysterical depression. is this what it s come to, i m thinking, as another dead squid narrowly misses my head? almost a decade later back in the same country, and i m still desperately staging fishing scenes, seeding the ocean with supermarket seafood, complicit in a shameful, shameful incident of fakery?
supermarket seafood, complicit in a shameful, shameful incident of fakery? but there i was, bobbing listlessly in the water, dead sea life sinking to the bottom all around me. you ve got to be pretty immune to the world to not see some kind of obvious metaphor. i ve never had a nervous breakdown before, but i tell you from the bottom of my heart, something fell apart down there and it took a long, long time after the end of this damn episode to recover.