I walk by a school yard that has a disappointing amount of snack litter blown up into the shrubs and such. It makes me sad.
It's too much for me to pick up, but I can't shift the Marge Simpson grumbles of disapproval at the state of things.
In an inspired moment of clarity today I realized I could pick up one piece every time I walked by. It allows me to feel like I am responding to the need, but not swamped by it.
Litter picking up is one of the most quietly inspirational things one can do, I think. It absolutely demolishes the voice of despair which asks what we can possibly do.
It won't save the world by itself, but it's a foundation.
As someone who lives by a public road... it was not something I thought of pre-purchase...
But it sure makes me sad about how many people hit a chain fast food joint 5 miles away and toss their sack out, as they go around the corner here.
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Find a garbage can you idiots!!
Oh wow, that's truly assholish behaviour.
I bet those people would object strongly if someone were to slash their tires, too. And yet it's basically the same thing: how do they want the physical environment around them to be treated?
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