Why can't we have nice things? The answer is simple, we're arsehats.
Over half a mile from parking, in a lovely section of Rhinefield Sandys,
a carrier bag worth of mixed shite scattered amongst the stands;
bottles, cans, various packaging, sites of two unsuccessful attempts at
fires, even quite a substantial lounger. We can agree, arsehats. I
reckoned the lounger was half inched from the swanky Rhinefield House about 500
meters east; a cursory scan of their page confirmed, yes, it is indeed
one of their loungers! It crossed my mind this could be the work of
privileged arsehats, an insidious cohort of arsehat, too often
overlooked by the media class in favour of their sustained assault on
the disadvantaged. Of course, an arsehat is an arsehat. I believe though
that connecting younglings to nature from an early age would go a
long way to helping, you're less likely to shit on something you've
developed an emotional bond with. Anyway, behaviour like this is why we can't have
nice things.
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