by Plastic In The News

Governor Jerry Brown has signed the bill banning toxic BPA in baby bottles and children’s sippy cups! This is a huge victory for the thousands of babies who will be born in California this year–including mine–and for environmental advocates, who have worked for years to make this common-sense ban on a toxic chemical in children’s feeding products a reality.


Photographer Documents Effects of Plastic Waste on Birds in the Pacific

by Jessica Thompson

©Chris Jordan

In these horrifying photos Chris Jordon documents how adult Albatross feed their young plastic foraged from the ocean, mistaking it for food. The plastic eventually kills the baby birds.

“Prix Pictet finalist Chris Jordan has been documenting an astonishing and disturbing effect of consumer waste: discarded plastic packaging and toys inside the stomachs of thousands of dead baby albatrosses.”

Nature vs Nurture vs the Unnatural

by Amanda Brauer

With four pregnant girlfriends I was beyond concerned after reading Chemical in plastics ‘feminising’ baby boys on the Telegraph’s website this morning. The University of Rochester in New York State tested urine samples of 145 women in the 28th week of pregnancy checking for traces of phthalates, chemicals which can mimic the female sex hormone oestrogen.

When they contacted the mothers years later (the children were between the ages of 4 and 7) it was discovered the boys exposed to high doses in the womb are less willing to join “rough and tumble” games and are less likely to play with “male” toys such as cars.

I’m not one to jump on board with sexual stereotypes and always believed that kids will with play with what’s around, but with so much proof that plastic has effects on male and female reproduction, breast development and cancer, prostate cancer, neuroendocrinology, thyroid, metabolism and obesity, and cardiovascular endocrinology it’s no stretch of the imagination that our development in utero is also effected. With all the concerns an expectant mother faces on a daily basis it’s horrible that this too must be added in the mix.

New Study Finds BPA in Juice, Soup Cans, and More

by Jessica Thompson

Evidence continues to pile up that BPA (Bisphenol A) is finding it’s way into our food.  The levels of BPA found in some of the food products recently tested skirted close to what scientists believe are dangerous levels, especially for children. Canned Del Monte Fresh Cut Green Beans Blue Lake had the highest amount of BPA for a single sample, Progresso Vegetable Soup BPA levels ranged from 67 to 134 ppb. Campbell’s Condensed Chicken Noodle Soup had BPA levels ranging from 54.5 to 102 ppb. The study also showed that buying metal cans while helping does not always keep you safe from BPA exposure. It also found that some products labeled BPA free still had BPA found in them.

While the FDA waffles on what amount of BPA is actually safe, and has admitted that their existing guidelines and studies are inadequate, our advise is buyer beware: Go for Glass.

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The Verdict is In! Ubiquitious Plastics Component, BPA, Causes Infertility and Cancer

by Kimberly B.

This is it, folks. Years of suspicion and uneasiness is, to my great distress, vindicated by science. A team of Yale Scientists document that exposure to BPA, a synthetic estrogen that disrupts the endrocine system, will likely have grave consequences for human reproduction. When you cut through all articles out there documenting their findings, here’s one on the Huffington Post, and then another excellent Op Ed piece by Nicholas Kristof called “It’s Time to Learn From Frogs”, what you see is a glacially moving threat that gets over shadowed by seemingly more urgent crises like Iran or the economy.

Here’s an excerpt from Nicholas Kristof’s piece:

This month, the Endocrine Society, an organization of scientists specializing in this field, issued a landmark 50-page statement. It should be a wake-up call.

“We present the evidence that endocrine disruptors have effects on male and female reproduction, breast development and cancer, prostate cancer, neuroendocrinology, thyroid, metabolism and obesity, and cardiovascular endocrinology,” the society declared.

Dear President of Subway

by Kimberly B.

Next time you make an effort to be Green, like giving out re-usable green bags when people buy a cookie, please DO NOT HAVE THEM INDIVIDUALLY WRAPPED IN PLASTIC. Defeats the purpose. OY!

Plastic Sushi- Blech…

by Kimberly B.

Thanks to the great work that and are doing, we’re getting a first hand look how the devestation plastic over-use has wrought in our oceans

Save the Bay

by Kimberly B.

Mothers Against Plastic

by Kimberly B.

My first real introduction to inane plastic over-usage was having children. There’s nothing quite like the mountains of toys and bits and pieces that only seem to be enjoyed during the “opening” portion of a birthday present. Then I’d notice curiously that my kids would receive far more hours of enjoyment over a cardboard box. It’s less about the material itself, but that kids are suckers for brightly colored things. Once they get over the rush of tearing open the clam shell plastic packaging, they literally never play with it again. I’d end up filling large plastic Glad bags (the really large one for leaves) with bits and pieces of toys that, once torn asunder, were never decipherable again.

And then, there are the straws.

Typical way restaurants serve kids drinks.

You’d think that the entire nation, with its pernicious overuse of the Starbucks cups, was incapable of weaning itself from sucking a nipple. No wonder waiters knee-jerk response to anyone under five feet tall is to give them a cup with a plastic lid and a straw. The minute I walk into any kind of restaurant with my kids, the waiters immediately slap some individually packaged Crayola crayons on the table (Crayola, shame on you!), the kids menu and a cup with lids and drinking straws.


I’m sure they think they’re doing me a favor. But my kids are not four and five years old, they’re nine and ten. Even if they were four or five, whatever happened to a simple used tupperware tub designated for used crayons?

But this is one teensy-weensy battle in a much larger war, the Waterloo of which is the plastic water bottle itself. As a population, we are so obsessed with being hydrated that you would think we have just been admonished by Moses for the golden calf and sentenced to wandering in the desert for forty years again. We pay more for bottled water than gasoline. Never mind the fact that the droplets that condense on the inside of a water bottle and suck the toxins from the container go into children’s bodies and hormones, elevating estrogen levels and god knows what else.

So, instead of merely whipping myself into a froth, I started this blog called “I Think I Hate Plastic” ( where I and a group of like-minded friends collect ditties about everything from hilarious Penn and Teller Videos, that gigantic plastic blob the size of Texas in the Pacific, to arguments over which is really is better is better at the grocery store, paper or plastic, etc.

I wasn’t equivocating on the name because a part of me likes plastic so much as the fact that “” url was taken (probably by Dupont in a preemptive strike). And even though I’m quite certain that I hate plastic, I love my sunglasses and I don’t know how I might survive an operation without those plastic tubes coming out of my nose. So, let’s just say it’s complicated.

Nonetheless, I have in tiny ways and every day devoted my family’s daily habits to weaning ourselves off this petroleum by-product that takes hundreds of years to decompose, leaves toxic waste when it does, and yet is totally overused for things meant to be disposable, thrown away, or only used once.


In addition to me and pressing my entire being against the “Hoover Dam of Sugar” (I am the damn, the sugar is the water attempting to engulf and obesify my children –another blog altogether), I am also doing a body block against the Hoover Dam of Plastic. I once told the kids they can only buy toys for their birthday that don’t have plastic (try it, it’s nearly IMPOSSIBLE). I send the crayons back. I ask them for their drinks in glass cups.

As I continue to twirl in mid-air performing Matrix-like karate kicks to keep as much plastic away as I can, I hope you join me in the fight. If more mothers join me, we can take a pick ax to the frozen sea of other moms who aren’t simply hysterical with outrage over the plastic that pummels our children from every angle, restaurant and toy store shelf. Hmm…, I better register that too. Happy Earth Day.

Oprah, Darling, What Took You So Long?

by Kimberly B.

Ah, the sheer power of Oprah. I couldn’t believe how many people I know that didn’t know about the mass of plastic in the Pacific twice the size of texas until Oprah finally had a show about it. It’s a great horrifying movie that sums it up in a way that’s easy to understand. Maybe NOW we’ll actually do something about it