Rubbish found everywhere and anywhere
WITH regard to Paul Dunford’s letter (Herald, 27th April) complaining about finding litter at Sunbiggin Tarn, a more remote and beautiful place than anyone could wish to happen on, it will come as no surprise to anyone who traverses this wonderful country of ours that discarded rubbish can be, and will be, found everywhere and anywhere from Land’s End to Cape Wrath.
The trouble is we have just become a nation which has lost all pride and self-respect both in our cities and countryside, and dropped litter is just one of the symptoms of our national sickness.
Now I am certainly not tarring everyone with the same rubbishy brush, far from it, I am speaking in general, national terms.
Indeed, there are many citizens giving of their time, energy and in some cases hard-earned cash in their battle to clean and tidy up this great Britain of ours.
But alas, they are not winning this battle no matter how hard they labour because, in spite of their efforts, rubbish persists and proves my point.
There are too many people who have lost their pride in their country and the trail of garbage in their wakes confirms their apathy.
I do believe that the litter scatterers behave exactly the same way within the four walls of their own homes and have become accustomed to being ankle-deep in their own refuse.
It’s so much easier to slip into a slovenly attitude to life than to climb back out of the rubbishy rut. But let’s not give up, we must keep on taking our rubbish home and setting a good example and perhaps our example to that deplorable minority of miscreants might just rub off.
It’s going to be a long, hard struggle, especially when, if you chide an untidy child for dropping sweet wrappers in the street, all you get is a mouthful of abuse.
It’s the same old story. It’s the few who spoil it for the many but we’ll struggle on, won’t we?