I came accross a photo on a local website with a photograph of some rubbish dumped in the street, the person who wrote the post was rightly annoyed and was wondering why, or who would do a thing like this.
Whilst the pile of rubbish is not very large it is extremely annoying if this happens to be outside your house or on the pavement where you are walking and even though I can do nothing to remove the rubbish, I may at least be able to assist with the answer as to how and why?
It is a sad reflection on modern life that there are individals who are so brainless or arrogant as to do this sort of thing but sadly there are and there are clues in the photograph as to why this happened.
Firstly, when examining the rubbish I would imagine this is just the contents of someones car or van as very few people nowadays have any respect for their vehicles and many do indeed treat them like a dustbin and just chucked everything out on the street while they had stopped to devour their lunch which I sugest is clearly what has happened here. We can also see a broken broom which using my powers of deduction would sugest, the individule may have cosidered taking his pile of shit home and swept it up and put it in his dustbin but was unable to as his broom was broken.
Whilst, I always like to give people the element of doubt, I think I may be erring a little to leniently in this case and therefore only have this comment to make about this situation.
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN, TAKE YOUR RUBBISH HOME AND PUT IT IN YOUR OWN BIN, DO NOT DUMP IT IN THE STREET, YOU VILE IGNORANT, ARROGANT, BRAINLESS MORON!
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Unfortunately, you’re right but it’s a very sad reflection on modern life. This just looks like some yobo has stopped his van and chucked the contents on the road. I’m led to believe a very high proportion of those in prison have frontal lobe damage and the sort of fellow who does this is exactly the same.
Sadly, most of us are now unwilling to confront such individuals, as there is so much gratuitous violence that goes unchecked and unpunished.
Unfortunately, you’re right but it’s a very sad reflection on modern life. This just looks like some yobo has stopped his van and chucked the contents on the road. I’m led to believe a very high proportion of those in prison have frontal lobe damage and the sort of fellow who does this is exactly the same.