One of the district’s high schools lies a little bit more than a mile away. The road to the school passes a lovely pastoral scene – a big dairy farm uniquely right in the heart of a town. The fields are usually dotted with lowing bovines and deer are also comfortable mixing it up with the pretty cows.
Anyway, it’s all bucolic and lovely like a Constable painting.
Except for one thing. As I said, the road leads to the high school. High schools are filled with persons of a certain age – i.e. the youthful generation. Not sure what generation they are any more. X? Y? Z? Not sure that I care, either. Oh, don’t get me wrong about being dismissive. I like young people for the most part. Except, in one area (OK, probably much more than one area) they are execrable.
They have absolutely no respect for the environment in which we (and most importantly, ‘I’) live.
Yet wait! Popular mythology holds that it’s the trashy Boomers (like me) who show no respect for our green and pleasant land. Young people are enviro-freaks and greener than Kermit.
As I said, ‘mythology’ (horse-muffins, twaddle and crapolla) if the local brats are any example. And I suspect they are.
For the boulevards of that same roadway look like a landfill; festooned with fast-food take out residue, plastic bottles, cans, and all the other effluvia emanating from only one suspected source – the kids from the school.
Meanwhile, a stroll across the park near to my home, if made in the early morning, all too often is reminiscent of the aftermath of a bacchanal, with beer-cans and again the ubiquitous junk-food containers. How do they afford all this crap? But, that’s another topic and somehow represents alleged parents that should be horsewhipped; also another topic.
And I’ve seen it in action. I’ve watched drink containers being ejected from the smoked-out windows of a loud-pipes, road-hugging Civic that I know isn’t being operated by anyone over 35. Makes me want to pick up a gun, but in not wanting a homicide charge, I’ll dutifully pick up the offending item and deposit it. Get it, kids? “Deposit it!” What in the hell do you think those containers are for? By the way, that aforementioned park is also dotted with trash bins.
I’m not a pathological environmental fanatic and I confess to sometimes using supermarket plastic bags, among other transgressions. But, I can also say (and I could say it when I was young, too) that I have never, ever littered.
So, why do we persist in believing that the young are in tune with the environment when they consistently prove otherwise?
I know the aforementioned are sweeping generalizations, but it’s my blog and I can do that if I want. Added to which, I can’t blame young people for committing the most disgusting littering transgression of all, which involves leaving a fully-laden disposable diaper in a supermarket parking lot — which I’ve seen on more than one occasion and leaving me to think that if I had the power I’d happily leave that poor incontinent child and orphan as he/she would be much better off without such a disgusting parent.
All I can say, in conclusion is, let’s ‘all’ show a little more respect for where we live.
Later postscript: Just returned from a dog walk and as I cut across the park I noticed a tell-tale pile of crap behind the bleachers. And there it was; a huge pile of junk-food wrappers, with the trash bin being in easily plain sight. I can only conclude that the little buggers are so used to their overindulgent moms picking up after them that their feeble little minds never conclude that they could actually clean up their shit themselves.