20/20 Gonzo 42: Properly Ignored

It was the 2nd of a double wave.  Over the original sand barrier and into a temporary beach pool.  There was no crash, where the momentum and gravity destroy a wave and it settles into a rushing bed of white bubbles and sand, it was more a slow approaching ripple that kissed the land and reflected back slowly.  There are no still moments in life, it depends on movement, life is sustained by movement.  The heart, the blood, the oxygen intake, the breathing out, ticks and twitches, microbiology, clustering cells, spastic atoms, and twisting deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA), everything collides with everything, it's all absolutely connected, all of it was created, and all of it was allowed to create.

The worry is litter.  This current viral outbreak has devastated the good citizen trash pick-up scene.  Ick ick ick.  It's our reaction to hysteria of course, but the number of chronic litterers, the lazy scum, has likely stayed the same or perhaps even grown due to increases in take out food, trash can leeriness, and general anxiety, we know the maddening cigarette butt thumpers are still out there, smoking maniacally, hopefully they aren't driving as much and are using ash trays more.  Reversely, the number of people willing to dispose of other people's trash, without being paid, has dwindled for certain.

No use pouting about it though, contorted faces, scowls, sneers, baby fits.  It does nothing--unless it works.  Like toddlers, let them cry it out, pout it out, scream it out, til they fall asleep in the baby crib.  Eventually, most parents learn not to be too attentive, the earlier those babies learn they can't always get what they want, the better, and oh the gratitude when they do get what they want in life.  I'm lucky, being the 3rd of 3 boys, my parents properly ignored me from the start, my fits hardly ever worked.