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It's a bit sad, but the writing seems genuine enough.
The head teacher said it's demeaning to make children pick up rubbish. If that's the lesson there's no hope.
I'm a bit surprised at DS's description of the area round Pulborough - it's hardly one of the UK's "wild west" spots, is it?
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I'm not sure who said it, but someone remarked that attitudes to litter define the new boundaries of the class system:
The lower classes throw their litter away, the middle classes take their litter home and the upper classes take other peoples litter home.
Litter and rubbish on the streets are one of the most depressing things I find in London on a daily basis and so symptomatic of the fecklessness that has afflicted generations since the Thatcher Years (I say that lightly, as an indication on a timeline rather than pointing a finger of blame).
This 'jetsam' tendency I find symbolic of a lack of responsibility. It's the gesture by which some find themselves momentarily inconvenienced and they respond by divorcing themselves from THEIR problem, only to make it somebody else's problem.
They'll do this within sight of a rubbish bin or carrying shop bags in which they could take their waste home with them.
However, I really am not sure that it is a tendency exclusive to the lower classes.
One sees it on the trains all the time. Someone comes on and there's a newspaper left on the seat they want to occupy. Rather than just put it above in the luggage rack or in to the bin just feet away, they'll toss it on to another seat.
Rather then taking the tiniest bit of responsibility they just set it aside to make it somebody else's concern.
Personally, dropping litter is something I absolutely cannot do. I suppose that growing up in my world (suburban Comprehensive boy) the discarding of litter had something of a moral dimension to it. That was then amplified by the Green element and the perils of disposed synthetic rubbish that would never break down in any organic manner.
Our world is all overspill these days. Too loud mobile phone conversations, domestic disagreements played out in the shopping centre and feet up on the seats of the bus or the train.
The answer? The solution? I really don't know but wouldn't it be marvellous, as happens with fluoride, that we could sprinkle a few drops of an elixir into the water supply from a bottle marked 'consideration for others and our society in general'.
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Originally posted by Stillhomewardbound View PostOne sees it on the trains all the time. Someone comes on and there's a newspaper left on the seat they want to occupy. Rather than just put it above in the luggage rack or in to the bin just feet away, they'll toss it on to another seat.
Rather then taking the tiniest bit of responsibility they just set it aside to make it somebody else's concern.Pacta sunt servanda !!!
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Richard Barrett
Originally posted by Stillhomewardbound View PostLitter and rubbish on the streets are one of the most depressing things I find in London on a daily basis and so symptomatic of the fecklessness that has afflicted generations since the Thatcher Years
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Don Petter
Originally posted by Stillhomewardbound View PostI'm not sure who said it, but someone remarked that attitudes to litter define the new boundaries of the class system:
The lower classes throw their litter away, the middle classes take their litter home and the upper classes take other peoples litter home.
Must think about hiring some domestic servants (and then they can pick the litter up, and everyone will be happy).
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Originally posted by Don Petter View PostI certainly pick up any litter outside or near our house, but I didn't realise that made me upper class.
Must think about hiring some domestic servants (and then they can pick the litter up, and everyone will be happy).
neat.
Literally.I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My life is my own.
I am not a number, I am a free man.
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Originally posted by teamsaint View PostAh, so if SHB is correct, your lower class staff (assuming you aren't so flash as to be able to afford middle class staff) will be throwing away litter, and then being paid by you to pick it up.
neat.
Literally."...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Don Petter
Originally posted by teamsaint View PostAh, so if SHB is correct, your lower class staff (assuming you aren't so flash as to be able to afford middle class staff) will be throwing away litter, and then being paid by you to pick it up.
neat.
Literally.
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Street litter is one thing but country road litter is, um, another?
As I approach retirement I have nightmares that I'll take up serious walking with my dogs round our local lanes (that bit's OK), and feel obliged to become a full time unpaid litter collector I already do a fair bit...I keep hitting the Escape key, but I'm still here!
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At the end of my street is a small stone shelf against the rear wall of an adjacent property, but not belonging to it. This shelf is constantly used as a dumping ground, and not just for small litter. People have dumped unwanted office equipment such as damaged printers and huge cardboard boxes. I've not been able to identify the offenders with any degree of certainty, but as we are surrounded by estate agents I have a pretty fair idea who to blame.
All this is happening in an area where council refuse collection is very good, and there is no reason why this should happen. It's just slovenly thoughtless behaviour, and middle class at that!
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