Archive for the ‘Dumping’ Tag

And a Crock Pot   1 comment

My faith tells me that all of us have a divine mandate to be good stewards of the earth, collectively and individually.  Clubs, congregations, businesses, governments, et cetera, have vital roles to play in this matter.  My parish, St. Gregory the Great Episcopal Church, Athens, Georgia, has solar panels on one roof and has separate trash and recycling dumpsters.  Those efforts please me.

Etymology tells me that “steward” comes from  “sty ward,” or the term for one who feeds the pigs of another person.  Many people, without knowing that word derivation, seem to think of their communities, neighborhoods, planet, et cetera, as a sty, based on how much they litter and dump.  Often dumpers dump in neighborhoods in which they do not reside.  However, when I look at the back of the apartment complex in which I live, I conclude that some of my fellow residents are fouling their own nests.  Do they have so little regard for themselves?  If so, that explains why they have so little respect for others and for the planet.

Recently (about half a month ago), I became a volunteer with the Department of Leisure Services of the Unified Government of Athens-Clarke County.  I became a Trail Ambassador for at least four hours per month.

The duties mostly require me to do what I am already inclined to do–walk paths and trails, and collect litter.  I am trying to walk more in 2019, so another reason to exercise is welcome.  To leave my community slightly cleaner in the process is always positive.

I have already completed all but half an hour of my mandatory minimum of four hours for February; I logged two hours yesterday (Saturday) afternoon and one and a half this afternoon.  I walked the paved paths at Bishop Park, on my side of Athens.  I noticed the many cans for garbage and for recyclable items in the park.  I collected four grocery bags full of litter and found a crock pot, of which I disposed properly, in the park.

One is never far away from a trash can and a recyclable can in Bishop Park.  In fact, one is seldom outside of visual range of them.  No litter bug has a legitimate excuse.

The alcohol bottles and cans did not surprise me, just as the cigar wrappers did not shock me.  The crock pot, however, startled me.  Apathy, disrespect, laziness, and convenience have explained littering.  I found the crock pot near two trash cans.  I disposed of it in one of them.  How lazy, disrespectful, and apathetic did someone have to be to toss the crock pot onto the ground and leave it there?  Would disposing of the crock pot been inconvenient?

I hear some people suggest that the lack of proper receptacles for trash and recyclable items in certain public spaces accounts, at least partially, for littering.  Perhaps that is true in some places, but Bishop Park is not one of them.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

FEBRUARY 3, 2019 COMMON ERA

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Natural Beauty for Its Own Sake   Leave a comment

Above:  Sunset, Athens-Clarke County, Georgia, August 16, 2018

Image in the Public Domain

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I am a former news junkie because of events of the last few years.  I choose to be a good person who checks the news occasionally then unplugs rather than one who is perpetually angry.  Trust me, O reader, I have an effective internal editor.  Alone, muttering under my breath, I know how to string together a string of profanities after hearing or reading a news story.  Then I catch myself and regret what I have done.  Therefore I resolve to do better.  This entails avoiding temptation, i.e., the news, most of the time.

Ugliness–literal and otherwise–surrounds us.  I stand in awe of the beauty of nature then notice that someone has dumped garbage.  I pick up some garbage in my neighborhood, but there is always more of it later in the day.  Sometimes I contact the local government about large garbage (such as appliances and a couch) in or near the woods.  Certain local government officials know my name quite well, and are responsive, fortunately.  Much of the content of the Internet is not decent.  Comments sections of websites are notorious for functioning as vehicles of the worst of human nature.  If anyone thinks that come recent elections have been unusually nasty, I point to certain campaign rhetoric of the 1800s, namely in the presidential elections of 1800, 1828, and 1884.  Or one might read Richard Ben Cramer‘s devastating What It Takes, with its memorable final sentence, about the presidential election of 1988.  But yes, I do recall 2015 and 2016 as being worse than what came immediately previously.

I cannot take the ugliness away, but I can choose to offer beauty instead.  So, with this post, I share my most recent photograph, from Saturday evening.  Beauty surrounds us.  If we dare to take the time to notice it, we will benefit greatly.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

JUNE 18, 2018 COMMON ERA

THE FEAST OF ADOLPHUS NELSON, SWEDISH-AMERICAN LUTHERAN MINISTER AND HYMN WRITER

THE FEAST OF JOHANN FRANCK, HEINRICH HELD, AND SIMON DACH, GERMAN LUTHERAN HYMN WRITERS

THE FEAST OF RICHARD MASSIE, HYMN TRANSLATOR

THE FEAST OF WILLIAM BINGHAM TAPPAN, U.S. CONGREGATIONALIST MINISTER, POET, AND HYMN WRITER

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Littering, Dumping, and Generally Manifesting Disrespect   Leave a comment

Above:  My Certificate for Being the Athens-Clarke County Keepin’ It Clean Citizen of the Year for 2017

Photographer = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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Sometimes I can (and do) offer explanations without understanding a topic.  The reason for this is the inherent irrationality of human beings.

Consider, O reader, littering and dumping.  Routinely I clean areas in and near my neighborhood.  After all, I am partially responsible for my neighborhood, by virtue of my residence.  I do not want to live in a junky neighborhood.  I also accept my responsibility as a steward of the earth–my neighborhood, in particular.  I understand that the combination of selfishness, ignorance, and apathy explains littering and dumping, especially in places where one does not live.  Yet I know of a portion of the back end of my apartment complex where residents must be the ones leaving litter in the woods.  I am not surprised when I find litter at and near my front door, which faces the street; people driving or walking by litter and the wind blows the trash here and there.  That cannot be the case in the back of the complex, however.  Perhaps children are oblivious to what they are doing.  Maybe parents are too distracted.  I do not know.  I do know, however, that there is a person whose job includes picking up that trash, and that I clean up around my apartment complex too.  I might surmise that selfishness might incline one not to litter in one’s own neighborhood, but I would be wrong in many cases.

I know what I see.  I offer explanations based on human psychology.  I do not understand, however, for the behavior I am attempting to grasp is irrational.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

APRIL 21, 2018 COMMON ERA

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Posted April 21, 2018 by neatnik2009 in Life as an Episcopalian in Georgia

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