Big Junk Pick-Up

Now, living in a new part of town, I have to adjust to a new schedule to what is commonly referred to here as big junk pick-up. My big junk collection is scheduled this for this weekend. You can put all your useless crap out on the curb, and whatever is left after being scavenged by people scouring the neighborhood for great finds, gets hauled away to some great landfill to continue to overflow our precious space here on earth. It's a great idea to rid yourself of misc garbage like old tires, scraps of wood left from some odd project, paint cans, old-dog-smelly-torn-up couches, etc. It bothers me when people throw functional things into the mix, like an old tv that works fine, but was replaced with a mega-super-movie theatre sized screen tv. Or old christmas decorations, or clothes. I think it bothers me because it shows how lazy some folks are. Take your funtional stuff to the Salvation Army or to Goodwill... don't throw it away. I hate it when I look in the garbage can outside and find a piece of tupperware in there because someone was too lazy to wash it after a child had put a bug in it. For Pete's sake, if you don't want to wash it, fine. But don't throw it away. Donate it to someone who isn't afraid to use it. What about the blinds that the dog broke a piece of? You know, those can be fixed? Yes it takes a little time and patience, but do you really have to go buy a whole new set? And ok, if you do... fine, but again I say, donate it to someone who may use it, instead of throwing it away. There's something about are "disposable" society that has even seeped into our relationships. All too often do we as a society "dispose" of our friends, our partners, our loved ones. It takes too much time and effort to fix the issues at hand, so many just throw the relationship away. It goes out on the curb for big junk pick up. And then more often than not, the thrown out gets picked up by some scavenger feeding on the vulnerable sad sacks. Why can't we all just get along? Why can't we fix our problems? Why can't we even acknowledge that we have problems until it's too late to fix them? Why do we just throw things away?

Yes, I'd love some cheese with my whine, thank you.