🔗 via Alexander Clapp in the Guardian, excerpted from Waste Wars.

But a lot of the plastic that headed to south-eastern Turkey was too dirty to convert into a bathmat or incinerate as fuel. Its fate would be that of the garbage izzettin Akman observed getting set alight on the edge of his farm: to get covertly dumped somewhere in the countryside and spend the next tens of thousands of years breaking down into billions of minuscule plastic pieces that would enter the sea and devastate croplands.