#urban pollution

[diagnozabam]

Schimbări importante în programul Rabla: Dieselul iese din schemă, ecotichetul pentru electrice ar putea crește

Mircea Fechet, Ministrul Mediului, a anunțat modificări semnificative pentru programele Rabla Clasic și Rabla Plus, menite să promoveze vehiculele prietenoase cu mediul și să descurajeze utilizarea mașinilor diesel. Ecotichet mai mare pentru mașinile electrice Un punct central al noilor schimbări este majorarea ecotichetului pentru mașinile electrice, o măsură menită să stimuleze achizițiile în…

[unbfacts]

[mikopol]

"Roadside Picnic" meets "Stalker" meets "Metro 2033".

[solar-sunnyside-up]

💕💫dark sky friendly street lights! 💫💕

[questionable-idea]

Wanna sit on the windowsill at night and look at the stars? well we CAN'T BECAUSE OF GODDAMN LIGHT POLLUTION

[blue-shy]

Lies Of P, Workshop

[izkaboz]

return of the grey death powder, post-sex

[cognitivejustice]

How urban farming improves our cities

(some links, curated by yours truly)

[chirpos]

!!!Heads-Up!!! : Blood, Non-Sexual Nudity

"Makoto" of the Pond

Is it really Makoto Naegi, seemingly chilling in a pond with suspiciously no one else around?

Or is it a man-eating shapeshifting creature that masquerades as Makoto to lure in Ultimate Despairs, who would turn berserk at the sight of their leader's murderer, and kill them by smashing them against the rocks or by drowning them?

Deep, deep down that pond, you will find many, many Monokuma heads . . . and bones.

Strangely, this creature does not kill the people who wander into the dense forest to hide from the hordes of Ultimate Despairs coming after them. In a way, the creature is a protector.

[atlurbanist]

I'm never trying to make drivers feel guilty about their pollution. Instead, I'm always trying to state the importance of more-compact developments that better enable alternatives to driving such as walking and transit.

Personal car trips need to be de-centered in our development patterns.

With that caveat...

Research over the last few years has revealed more and more harm coming from the ultra-fine particle pollution of tire and brake dust. One report found that 78 percent of ocean microplastics are from synthetic tire rubber. Others have found links to bad health outcomes in humans.

Despite the benefits of switching to electric powered vehicles, it's a problem they can't solve -- in fact, the heavier weight of EVs can worsen the pollution. One study found that EVs can shed around 20 percent more from their tires due to their higher weight compared to internal combustion vehicles.

Things I'm not saying: "ban all cars" or "EVs are evil" or "anyone driving a car should be ashamed." I don't think that and I'm not saying that.

What I am saying: every development going forward needs to be intentionally designed to contribute to a cure for car dependency, and to not sustain or exacerbate the problem.

[loudlylovingreview]

Lauren Magliozzi: Urban wildfires disrupt streams and their tiny inhabitants − losing these insects is a warning of bigger water problems

A tiny, vibrant world thrives along the rocky bottom of most streams. As sunlight filters through the water, mayfly nymphs, no larger than your fingernail, cling to algae-coated cobbles. Their brushlike mouthparts scrape the greenish coating, leaving faint trails as they feed. Six spindly legs anchor them against the current, while feathery gills wave gently, drawing oxygen from the flowing…

[atlanticsea]

Some of my favourite shots of the aurora borealis, captured by the Chamrousse - La Croix webcam in the Alps (respectively taken at 00:10, 00:20, 00:40, 00:50 and 03:10.)

[theartisticcrow]

This is a post about light pollution and my absolute hatred of modern architecture and outdoor lighting.

This is not going to be a short post, but I had to get this anger and frustration off of my chest. Writing is the best way I know how to do that.

I have seen a great many stars fall from the sky. Most recently when I was out in the field in front of my house, roughly a month ago, and I was wandering around, listening to Queen on my headphones, and as I looked over towards the road, I saw a star fall from the sky. I stood there for a moment, unmoving, staring up at the part of the sky where I saw that beautiful flash of light as one life ended and it felt as though mine had only recently begun, and I thought to myself how this one was different from others that I had seen. It lasted longer, about two full seconds. I continued walking, a little happy yet also a little sad. How tragic it is, what humans will do to obtain power. They oppress people, they choose the cheapest options to save money that they do not need, and rarely do they seem to think things through. They'll do anything to get the people into their grasp. They will even steal the sky from us.

How fascinated we used to be with the stars, but not anymore, because the night sky looked so much different three hundred, four hundred years ago. People used to be able to look out their windows at night and see the entire galaxy. What do we get? A few specks of light scattered throughout the sky if we're lucky? If it is not a boring, grey abyss? I should not have to drive four days into the middle of the wilderness to see the night sky as it truly is. No one should have to put up with this. I remember, when I was fourteen or thirteen, when they built a big house on the property next to where I lived, with blacked out windows, a basketball court and a swimming pool. The owners were rarely ever there, and when they were, they were terribly obnoxious with their parties and loud music, perhaps not realising how exactly sound manages to travel through that part of the island. And yet, for some reason, they felt the need to install a big floodlight which did not even shine onto their own property, but rather the field in front of my house. It shined directly into my parents window, and so often did I wish I could shoot it with an arrow. Now, my family did not own the property that we lived on. We rented a house there and in the day, the property functioned as a business. I recall the day that they installed a floodlight shining over the small parking lot. I hated it then and I still hate it now. The only reason I did not throw rocks at it until it broke was because I did not want to accidentally set fire to the building, or get evicted. Not to mention, my parents would know that it was I who knocked down the light.

But it was so frustrating, because no one is there at night except for my family and our neighbours (until the landlord kicked them out so that she could use the space as her own personal office), so why should they need a floodlight at all? And why must it stretch so far across the property? I did not live out in the middle of nowhere, as much as it used to feel like it at times. There was plenty forest and farmland surrounding the area, but beyond that was just city and suburbs. It used to feel like the only place where you didn't have to see the ugly architecture of the city, but even it caught up eventually. The house that the obnoxious neighbours built was only one example. In the distant hills, there appeared more lights than there used to be, and when I stood at the top of the hill on the property and looked out over the land, I did not used to be able to see the cranes in the distance constructing five or seven story condos. I used to not have to worry about security cameras watching me. I used to be able to wander around in darkness. I used to be able to see the stars. There were many stars at one point, scattered throughout the night sky. It was not the entire galaxy, but it was still a nice sight. I used to see the stars, and now I get little more than the big dipper constellation. Some nights, I am not sure that I can see anything at all, especially when it is a night where there are more cars passing by than usual, and you cannot even see the road when they pass, because their headlights are so unnecessarily blinding.

The night itself used to have a different colour: orange and yellowish, not horrifically bright, but now it is plagued by sterile white lights. I might like to write a complaint to whichever council, board, or committee is in charge of architecture and construction and suchlike in this city, if only I knew how. But even then, I have little belief that it would make a difference, for I would be only one voice with no one to join me. We are capable of change, I am sure of it, but if only I knew exactly how. If only I knew exactly who were the right people to talk to, how to reach them, and what to say. If only more people knew how, then maybe we could recognise that we are not alone. People don't see the point in trying, for they do not feel like putting in that sort of effort because they do not believe it will make a difference if they as an individual do not participate. But tell me, how many individuals think that? How many of you people believe that your voice does not make a difference? Alone, it might not, but when placed among thousands of others who share that same belief, it makes a huge difference! Imagine what we could achieve if we all stood up together and called for action. Imagine if people realised just how much they are actually capable of, and imagine if they actually took the steps to do that thing.

It is not impossible that I could make a revolutionary change in my country, or my community at least, if I really put my mind to it. If I gathered people together, devised some kind of plan, or used all of my writing capabilities to speak against what I believe the government is doing wrong, it's not unrealistic to say that I could make an impact. Now imagine if an entire city's worth of people did that. Do you know how much is actually possible? Do you know how much could have already happened if we didn't wait until the fate of the world was on the line? If only I knew exactly how. If only I had the resources and information. If only I was more willing to take up more responsibility and actually start trying to do something. Ah, but what might parents say if I told them I needed to be driven to the post office to send a letter addressed to the city council? I'm sure they'd be supportive, but it might be an awkward conversation, especially if they tell me it probably won't do anything. And alas, I am a coward.

Look at this entire post. Look at what I have managed to write on such short notice because I felt like it. Imagine what I could do if I were given the right opportunity. This entire post, and all because I was pissed that I could barely see the northern lights those few months ago when it was the only chance I might ever get, only to be disappointed because of that FUCKING FLOODLIGHT THAT MY BITCH OF A LANDLORD DECIDED TO INSTALL FOR NO FUCKING REASON.

[daerm20]

pollution

[affairsmastery]

The Hindon River, once a vital water source for agriculture and fisheries in Western Uttar Pradesh, has become a symbol of environmental decay. Flowing through the region’s industrial belt, it now carries untreated waste, severely polluting its waters.

Originating from the Shivalik ranges and joining the Yamuna in Noida, the river has been marked "dead" by the CPCB in 2015 due to extreme pollution. Its ecological balance has been devastated by industrialization and urbanization, rendering it unable to support aquatic life.

[greenteaandtattoos]

Got bored and started thinking of some names for Pokemon Black and White remakes and these three were the ones I liked the most and I think are genuinely possible as potential official titles:

Bright White/Deep Black

Mist White/Haze Black

Ember White/Static Black