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The World is not your Trashcan...Lazy Bastard.

I hadn't thought about it until now, but one thing I noticed about Arizona, is that it's a very clean place.  You never see much trash on the side of the road. Isn't this a lesson we could all learn? Would it kill someone to keep their trash in their car until they get to a place where they can  find a trash can?  I'm just curious as to why people think the world is their trash receptacle, or why they think it is up to someone else to clean up their trash?  I do have to say though that the roadkill count, does add up. Poor little critters.

In California, trash on the side of the road seems almost normal. It's disheartening, especially when you see people throwing trash out of their windows.  Sometimes, I wish I could just pick up their trash and throw it back in their car and say to them, "Get a trashcan for your car" or "Empty your crap out when you find a trashcan, you lazy bastard."

Sadly, this isn't limited to the highways of America.  Ever been to an amusement park? It's no wonder Disneyland has staff constantly cleaning up the park.  When people miss the trashcan, they don't always bother to turn back and put it in the trash, no, they just leave it there and figure someone will do it for them.  Now let me pose a question, when you miss the trashcan at home, do you wait for your spouse, child or roommate to pick up after you? If you do, you're a lazy bastard. No excuses and I make no apologies for my comment, because it's the truth.  There is also no excuse for not making sure you hit the trashcan, it's two seconds of your life.

Whenever my friend Troy sees trash on the ground at Disneyland, he picks it up. He doesn't get paid for it, but he loves this place so much, he wants to help keep it clean, but he shouldn't have to.  People should be responsible for their own trash.   Heck Disney even makes it simple, they give you two trashcans, one for recycling, the other for trash.  People should care enough to know better, but sadly, we live in a world of entitled people, or at least it feels that way.  It's something like, I just paid, over one hundred bucks a head to get into this park, so they can clean up after me.  No way, YOU CHOSE to attend the park, no one is responsible for your trash or your lack of caring where it lands...lazy bastard.

This one might seem controversial, but even though I know people come in to clean up the movie theater, because hey,  people spill candy, popcorn, drinks, etc. Is it really necessary to leave your entire menu behind?  The hotdog wrapper, or bucket of popcorn, your half full drink in the cup holder?  There is a trash can on the way out of the theater, how hard is it to pick up your crap and toss it yourself? If you have good aim it takes no time at all. If you have crappy aim and have to walk it to trash, it takes less than five seconds.

Come on folks. This is the only planet we have. Right now it's the only planet we inhabit. Sure, someone will always come up behind you and pick up after you, whether they get paid for it or not, but if we start small and take responsibility for ourselves, this place might be a cleaner place. Not just a city here, or a city there, or a country here and a country there...If we make trash, let us be the ones who make sure it ends up where it belongs and let's not forget to recycle either.  If you don't feel like it, then leave it loose from your trash bag, because then it will get recycled by the trash company...as long as it is not tied up with the rest of your trash.

The only apology I will make is for my lack of organization in this post. Sometimes my thoughts get scattered like loose trash, because it can be so frustrating to see how poorly people treat their surroundings.

This is the only planet we have, shouldn't we keep it clean? I think yes.

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