The capitalist firm I used to work at went "green" right before I got fired. They gave us new uniforms, made of 100% organic cotton.
I never returned these. I cut them up and I've been using them as wicks for my oil-lamp. Watching the flame, it has a slightly poetic feel to it. And it's more calming than usual.
asg101 wrote
I hope you live in a non-prohibitionist jurisdiction and can enjoy the poetry with some tasty home-grown. If that is your scene.