Mother Earth

Yesterday I drove home after a 30-hour shift, sat in bumper-to-bumper traffic (who knew we had that in C-ville), and for some inexplicable reason - likely my mental stupor - became fixated on the person in front of me who was throwing trash out their window. "What compels someone to do that?," I asked myself. Better yet, what produces such a nonchalant attitude towards pollution?

I'm not a tree-hugger. I've littered myself; many times. But on this dreary afternoon coupled with a monotonous drive home, all precipitated by a coma of my mental prowess lead to this time of introspection turned philosophical daydream. What leads people to throw trash out their windows? On a more global level, why do we trash our planet? Like everything, it is certainly multi-factorial, though I can't help but wonder if being so removed from the idea of this planet providing for our basic needs (ie shelter, food, etc) enables us to disrespect it. For example, we no longer 'hunt and gather' in so much as we go grocery shopping. The earth no longer provides us with shelter, Toll Brothers does. So, if the perceived value (therefore not it's true value) of something is in what it provides, then by stripping those provisions from the source, has that commodity then been devalued? Probably.

In our world today, the cause and effect of pollution have been inherently separated. The further we alienate ourselves from 'nature,' the more we will continue to disrespect what it provides for us.

On a brighter note. Happy Mothers Day Esther, Dianne, Stacey, and Jodi.

If you haven't yet, call your mother and tell her you love her... she deserves it.