I am in love with the Hudson River. I lived near it for many years without really noticing it but over the past five years or so, it has become a larger and larger presence in my life. So days like Sunday, with the fog and the duck, can make me very happy.
It can also piss me off. Sunday comes after Saturday. The Hudson is a working river, lots of commerce, lots of untreated raw sewage during heavy storms, long-term pollutants that are only slowly beginning to be cleaned up, flotsam and jetsam galore. It is a fact. Many people have worked and continue to work to clean it up, to make it a place we all can use.
So when I see crap like this…
I get angry. Really, how hard would this have been to clean up after your party? I’ll tell you how hard. It took me about 30 seconds to collect the 4 balloons (2 not shown) and another 30 seconds to pop them and put them in my pack for disposal when I returned home.
Careless, unthinking behavior bothers me. Do we really need more immortal plastics in our waterways?