On the Efficiency of Wastewater-cleaning
Does it really matter
where to do we eject our droppings ?
Has it anything
to do with “Cleaning-efficiency” ?
At the sore moment the dire details get discovered
– from nowhere but the very confessions
gathered by the cream of wastewater-management teams, that the clear-declared
effluents of modern sewage-treatment plants are the primary sources that change
our watercourses to sewage-canals marked by smell, sight, and composition –
faceless spokesmen
of this caste come out with their ultimate card:
“We will sure overcome
these difficulties
by increasing the Efficiency of Cleaning.”
by increasing the Efficiency of Cleaning.”
·
This bold
statement leaves us but with a conundrum.
·
Should the solution
be really so simple, how it comes they have not done it before?
·
We may also ask: Should
we hail such an articulation as a promising perspective, or as a hogwash of the
day?
The
ensuing answer decrypts the riddle. Messages
with palpable emptiness are assertions of the kind that help only delaying
matters smooth. The
thrown-in terminus technicus is a
proven device to gain confidence among the crowd of outsiders, which verbal
maneuver makes the listeners believe the sewage-herd bustling around the task
is up to control, there is nothing to fear from but to trust them awaiting
their promised miracles to happen, the wheel is in sure hands.
Now, until these trusted hands race mindlessly over the task to reach
the set increased goal without a lull, I will leisurely inform you on the
infirmity of their science brief and in simple terms, trying to save part of
the pain when the endless blind hope alters inevitably into a permanent cry of oath.
To
see the point clear let us escort a VIP over his tossing, who is with open
mind but mouth already kept shut, bearing the attacks from beneath as an
aftermath of a prodigious meal, ponders deep his choices as to where to vomit.
Wholly understanding both his desire and dilemma but less pinched by the
circumstances, we shall investigate the alternatives.
Should he step outdoor, where trees sprung towering high from the soil
in the fresh air, and deposit his vicious burden there, signs of his passing
mood could hardly be traced after several days. The myriad of microorganisms
whose natural habitat is the virgin soil regard the arrived surge as food
though mal-delivered, yet, they will eat it away – and the passive soil will
grew richer thereby. The bony sisters of hygiene and etiquette pertaining the
matter are confined to the observance of restraining for a wile from
trespassing the area barefooted.
However, if he with his rolling belly overfilled, be it dictated by
comfort of any kind, opts for remaining sitting and thus spews his eruptive geyser
right into the soup-plate before him, he might despite his physical relief face
with a certain discomfort towards the future. Whether it will be wise to trust with
the services about his meals those courting flunkies who are always around amid
their oily pre-apologetic tirades, like “There is nothing to fear of, milord,
until we are around; we shall attend the matter with haste, aiming right at
enlarging the bullshit bull’s eye role of Cleaning Efficiency, definitely at a rate to meet your restored
appetite, and we will re-serve the soup refined according to our utmost.”
Those
who received this parable with resonance
are now before accepting: something of very same applies to our combined pee
and poo. Which both, however, are till date agreed on as it being the wisest way for
their removal to rinse each down and away with plenty of drinking-water… only
to get later as you open the tap to fill your glass (via the services of those
half-tutored minions) the water (cleaned
so much as their officially-proven methods permit), which inhabitants
somewhat upper in the river treat exactly like you.
Believe or not, poo and pee – even their utterance may
spell you out of good company, despite any of its honorable member keeps daily
cozy relations with his own – is close the best part of Nature. Just like us,
meaning the animal kingdom as a whole.
To
help engrave the previous let us get the
picture simpler. If we regard the stage before
homo sapiens has taken his tentative
foot on planet Earth we may see:
Sewage-plants were nowhere in existence; yet, despite such dearth of these
appliances even the smallest tributary carried water clean enough up to direct
drinking from. All this at a time, when every creature excreted random and
nonchalantly, utterly free of mental burdens as to what exigent pursuits are to
be carried out with their scattered droppings. The clue for this enigma lies in
this brief guidance: None of these terrestrial creatures excreted right into
the face of water. One explanation for it may come from the simple fact that to
spoil water steadfast would have needed to bear the discomfiture of wanderings
with bellies full until at least a creek is met, since the relatively small
area of open-waters are away and scattered throughout the mighty continents.
The other explanation is to gain validation not before a psychologist finds
ways to communicate with them and the obtained attestation enables him to claim
that these creatures have an innate workings in their simpler instinct-system
telling them what is proper – which workings are either at standstill or gone
with other goods in us as we man grew more and more intricate in brain or
otherwise.
The principal governance of Long-Term Cleanliness (itching for which we now live in the Epoch of Great Postulations) has already
been touched upon in the parabola above, yet its rephrasing could not be
useless in sending the message over not only for the people of the land with a timeless
gift to perceive the obvious, but towards those peeping half-hearted from
behind the paper-fortresses of their hundred-so publications, to chew and
digest it. The mute and patient soil beneath our tramping feet is not only apt
to but readily treats everything of natural origin, by which process it emerges
with profit done for each participants of the system, its own part being the
elevated humus-level, gained from the intricate conversion of the nastiest
ostracized deportees too. This conversion, controlled by unknown collaboration
of soil-microorganisms of unfathomed diversity, ends up in a soil-structure
that retains its organic-matter even against intermittent soaking or heavy rain
– poles apart from those inorganics deposited in enormous quantities throughout
the fields as “fertilizers”, which are prone to take an easy leave (right into
the water-courses – spreading thus poisoning the water-sources) not to mention
here their other damages while present in the soil. The incessant renewal of
the so tuned-up soil-structure has then a pivotal-role in controlling the whole
terrestrial biosphere, with a buffering-capacity to dampen vicious fluctuations
emerging from the incidental straight proportional with the humus-content
within.
If
these workings of Nature is understood
well and we re-place humans into the circle of animals, I meant to point the
undisturbed scenario discussed above, then it requires no new theorems to
comprehend: In order to maintain Long-Term
Global Cleanliness the newcomer must adopt safeguards and obey the rules
that govern the System. That is:
· The closest observance of Not and Never discharging
unwanted matters directly into water of any kind is to be adhered to.
· Also necessary is to guard alert over avoiding
temptations of easing conscience by putting high trust in hands of
sewage-masters, who by their blunt and vague promises of introducing soon
newer-methods under project (intended to solve what they do not even understand)
lead by nose mankind absorbed in their own affairs infallibly towards
environmental abyss.
· And while avoiding the mere touch of water, we must,
so to speak, turn pooward for the mercy of soil, which treats us with
benevolent equity.
These, however, bring no such compelling consequences
that force city-dwellers to run and reach a forest in-time when their bellies
issue an order. There exist arrangements other than running to and fro. Working
designs has already been laid long before, but the best-fitting practice that possesses
no setback yet offers the most comfort is Eutarcie’s,
a lifework of Joseph Országh,
professor of chemistry at Mons Belgium.
He treats the whole matter along chemistry, with clear and informative explanations
regarding all details of how and why.
Technologists and
engineers have nothing more left than turning their faculties in this
direction.
Instead of chasing the mirage of deceptive Cleaning Efficiency.
January 4, 2020 [transposing the
Hungarian original of January 4, 2017]
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