I
am sure I have written about this idea previously: What we do to the
environment of the Earth, locally or globally, is directly involved with how we
relate to other people. How can we say we love our human brothers and sisters
if we pollute the environment we share with them? Love your neighbor—and it is
your neighbor’s Earth.
A
particularly amazing example of the disregard that some people have for their
neighbors, and their neighbors’ environment, has come to my attention in rural
Oklahoma, where I live. When I first heard about it, I could hardly believe it,
until it was corroborated by a second person. I still find it hard to believe,
but I will pass the story on to you.
One
way that some rural residents of Oklahoma have of getting rid of their garbage
is to put it in the flatbed of a pickup truck and drive around until the wind
blows it away. This does not work for heavy objects like beer bottles—those are
more efficiently disposed of by throwing them out the window—but it works very
well for paper and plastic. There are two reasons for this. First, Oklahoma has
a lot of wind. Second, the air pressure is greater down in the pickup bed than
in the moving air (moving, that is, relative to the pickup bed) above the
pickup bed, virtually guaranteeing that the light garbage will be lifted out
and blown away.
People
who do this sort of thing might as well have a bumper sticker on the truck
proclaiming, “This is what I think of you, you worthless miserable fellow
Americans—I will dump my garbage on you.” Of course, they do not want to
actually say this, so they pretend that, oh-oh, the wind just happened to lift
the garbage out of my truck, oh well. Maybe they are even salving their own
consciences by pretending that they are not really dumping their garbage when they
do this.
As
I said, I would not have believed this story had it not been told to me by two
people who do not know one another or live in the same town.
