Bottled Water is nothing more than plain old tap water. | Eastern North Carolina Now

    I just found out that Pepsi admits that its bottled water is just Tap Water. Surprise, surprise, surprise as Gomer would say.

    After we moved from Atlanta to Clarkston, Georgia in my junior year of high school, we had cool, clear well water. We lived about five miles from Stone Mountain. Our well was about ninety feet deep but we hit solid granite at 45 feet and pure spring water at the ninety foot depth. It was the cleanest, coolest water you could ever ask for. We had the old dipper hanging next to a water faucet where you could draw a cup of water direct from the ground.

    I have always known that my current water is nothing more than tap water. Long ago and far away, I would have killed for just a glass of tap water. They used to deliver my water in trailer tanks via helicopter. Sometimes if we were working with a mechanized unit, we could get refills from their water supply.
    We carried water in specialized plastic containers designed to hang from a specialized belt, which was supported by specialized suspenders. There was even specialized insulated canvas covers designed to keep the water good and hot.

    As I remember it there was three categories of water:

  1. Potable water (What?) that you could drink.
  2. Non Potable water (yes!) that you could not drink.
  3. Walking water that you should not drink, touch, wash in or swim in.

    I don't remember them delivering any of the walking water since it was everywhere in abundance and usually had stuff floating in it. That was how you could identify that it was "Walking Water" and not one of the other two types. Another way to identify it was that it was always between where you were and where you were going. It kinda of like that old joke about the walk to school being up hill both ways.

    I slept through my English class when we studied The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, and I think my punishment was to endure the curse for the better part of a year.

Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.
This is an example of walking water, do not drink this water.

    Today I get my water from the faucet and I never really thought about the purity or the source very much. During my sales career, I spent quite a bit of time calling on Sewage Treatment plants and Water Treatment plants. I trust the government not to confuse these two before delivering my water. Lately, I don't think I trust the government since hearing about the Flint Michigan problem with lead in the water.

    They say that you should never watch sausage being made or you would never eat sausage. If that were true I doubt that I would be able to eat, drink, inhale or perform any common activity because I have been in almost every type of manufacturing or processing plant you can imagine.

    However, if I were the paranoid type of personality, I might have converted to bottled drinking water to be on the safe side. Fortunately, I did not, so the news that some company has been bottling and selling tap water is no surprise to me.
Click on the picture if you dare to see a larger version of where your drinking water comes from.

    Have a good day, but don't drink the walking water. Drinking the faucet water is just a matter of personal choice.
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( January 26th, 2016 @ 12:24 pm )
 
Yes that's me. That's probably the only time in my life I took four or five baths a day.
( January 26th, 2016 @ 11:45 am )
 
Thanks Bobby Tony for this fine post on a very serious time, and, by contrast, you make it whimsical.

That's you taking a full uniform bath, isn't it?



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