8. Tarzan's Club

One click.
My new underwear comes tomorrow.

I remember reading they mistreat their employees.
One click. I'm supporting them.
And in a few years my underwear will end up in the ocean.

But I need underwear!
I need clothes.
A laptop.

How can I know if I'm contributing to evil?
What's fair? Should I join Tarzan's club?

I hear about microplastics.
I hear about the minimalism movement.
And about a million other things I should be doing.

I'm overwhelmed.
How can I be perfect?
It would take more than 24 hours a day.

How much plastic can I buy without remorse?
Amazon Prime is awesome.
But what about their employees?

Am I taking showers longer than ten minutes?
How many gallons of water should I use?

I look at my neighbor.
He consumes without caring.
I want that freedom.

But... I care about the world.
And what about global warming?

Some say global warming isn't real.
Ok, now I'm screwed. I have to do research.
I need more hours.

My other neighbor cares even less.
In fact, everyone I know just buys freely.
But what about Earth?

I imagine millions of Amazon packages moving around the world.
I imagine the oceans full of used underwear.
Not Tarzan's underwear. The other kind.
The kind that takes decades to disappear.

How to proceed?
What may I consume?
I want to know the exact amount I should consume to be considered a good guy.

Is the only way out to join Tarzan's club?
Where is he?
“Hey, Tarzan, where are you?”
“Ugh... Tarzan, please!”
“Help me understand what's right!”
“Do I join Amazon Prime?”

And then Tarzan appears behind some trees and says:
"What's that?"