I have spent a very large part of my life practising how to switch off my conscience, but this morning it jumped back to life and sparked me into fury after reading this article about certain members of our community putting rubbish in clothing buins around Canberra. You people piss me off, as I am finding it hard to find a place to sleep. No, really it is not on.
The article is saying that “Charity bins have been used as dumping grounds for dead animals, used syringes and rubbish, with a costly litter problem forcing an exodus of collection bins off Canberra’s streets…
…Kitchen scraps, dirty nappies and blood-stained mattresses are among other items charity bin collectors have been confronted with as they go about helping the needy. ..”
Not groovy children, not at all. This sort of behaviour is actually ruining what I consider one of the best things about living in a community, the ability to be compassionate and charitable and to help out those who genuinely need a hand.
Time for the rubbish vigilantes I think.