The Verbal Assassin
picture is worth a thousand words. At least that's what I'm told. I
wonder what these images will conjure to those involved in the making
of the subject matter.
live in a society, now, that relies on others to clean up after us,
all the while believing and belly-aching that global change must occur
in order to save our planet from a "man-made" planetary climate
those of you old enough to remember, back in the 70s there used to be
service announcements that would show images of rivers and streams,
forests and meadows, all covered in garbage and then an image of an
old Native man with tears streaming down his face. The message was clear
and simple. Perhaps if we had listened then we wouldn't be living in
an over-polluted world now. The PSA's were eventually pulled, the lesson
lost, and the littering continues unabated.
if this personal responsibility was enforced and littering fines were
actually levied and not just left to be another unenforced law, things
would change. I wonder, too, just how much money would have been raised
through the fining of these wrong-doers. Would it have offset the tax
burden on law abiding, non-polluting, citizens?
traveling abroad the amount of trash in the streets was a tell-tale
sign of how good a country was. Unfortunately for us, we are no longer
leading by example. Living in this service oriented, capitalist driven,
experiment has left us lazy and complacent. Someone gets paid to clean-up
after us, right? Fortunately for Grants Pass, Oregon, where "It’s
the Climate" is their motto, this is thankfully true and the massive
amounts of personal debris that remained on the sidewalks and in the
streets after its Memorial Day/Boatnik celebratory parade were removed
by city employees. Generally, a thankless job.
however, wish we didn't need you. I wish people lived with a sense of
personal responsibility for their environment and world, a world which
is much better off with far less garbage destroying its beauty, ecosystems,
rivers, oceans and forests.
for those of you who throw your crap out of your car or onto the streets,
or just leave it lying around ... shame on you. You are worse than locust
plagues that leave nothing behind. Trash your house, not mine.
is truly the current climate of personal thinking that has mired us
in our own muck and left our world aching. I wonder, however, if it
is too late or if we can learn the lessons of a lone Indian crying for
what has already been lost.
we ever live in a climate of change for the better or are we already
doomed by our own over-indulgent laziness? Time will tell.
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