To approximately the red arrow and back
I took a walk along the shore and then back via the road. Along the way I formulated a hypothesis: The crappier the beer, the more likely its drinkers are to toss the empties… wherever. I picked up a few cans of Keystone and Bud Lite and took them to the dumpster. Tomorrow I’ll take a trash bag on my walk. And I might wear gloves.
There’s not a lot of litter here, just enough to get me muttering about how lazy and/or clueless some people are. I mean, how long do you have to stare at a plastic bag caught on a bush before finally thinking, “Should I throw that away? I mean, it’s not mine. It was there when I arrived. It’s not my job to clean up after people. Eh, I think I’ll just let it ugly up my view.”
Nomads have compulsion to return nature to it's state of naturalness.
ReplyDeleteA virtue only surpassed by the pleasure of nature's most attractive state, once cleansed of discarded idiocracy and shit paper.
Picking up trash is the difference between adults and full-grown children.
ReplyDeleteMy wife just reminded me as one does for others God does for you.
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