So I'm driving my car in a shiny, pristine suburban neighborhood and I stop at a red light in a major intersection. I'm on my cell (yes, I'm an evil talk-while-drive-er) with my sister and I see this guy in an SUV roll down his window. I think he's going to try to talk to somebody or spit or something, but instead he tosses out a piece of paper that looked like a lottery ticket when I drove past it. Just tosses it out onto the street. I told my sister what was happening in front of my eyes and I was shocked for two reasons: 1. That I was witnessing littering in 2009. 2. That I even cared. I probably would have told her about what I'd witnessed had the guy spit like I thought he was going to, but I wouldn't have cared as much, I don't think. Yes, I see trash on the roadsides all the time, but I always assume
that it fell off the back of a garbage truck or flew out of the back of
a pickup truck or something--I've seen that many times. Maybe I'm naive, but I thought everybody was so conscious of keeping the earth green and global warming and all, that they'd be ashamed to be seen littering, especially at a major intersection in shiny, pristine suburban neighborhoods in broad daylight. I always imagine litterers doing their dirty deeds on back roads in the dark cover of night.
*shaking my head and thinking about The Crying Indian*
And speaking of global warming, we're totally going to turn our lights out at from 8:30 to 9:30 Saturday night for Earth Hour. At 8:31pm, I'm going to go outside and take a picture of my street to see if I have any fellow Earthhourers. Then I guess we'll light some candles and chill for a bit.
Lights out for one-hour at 8:30pm in every timezone on the planet. I'm predicting record numbers of Christmas babies this year.
