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Mr. Oblivious: a presidential cabinet that should be shelved … and a clean path

In less than a week, real environmental damage will begin – if it hasn’t started already.

Trump and his minions (wolves in blue suits disguised as sheep) will be in high office. In his anti-science ignorance, an oblivious Trump has enabled other anti-science cabinet and administration operatives to project their personal beliefs and agendas onto our increasingly fragile environment.

It’s one thing to be stupid, but it’s another to be an environment-denier (not just a climate change denier but an overall environment denier) but it’s totally another to reject environmental protection for purely ideological reasons. That’s what is particularly galling.

But I don’t know how to fight these zealots. I don’t know how to make a difference. How do we get through to their equally oblivious supporters in Solid Red outlying places like Kimball, Nebraska and Andrews, North Carolina and Clarion, Pennsylvania, et al, that have a stake in this, too? Will it take more dirty and contaminated well water, more quakes from fracking, more oil/gas pipeline leaks?

What will it take? Democrats and moderate Republicans had damned well better figure it out.


Okay, fess up: are you the one cleaning up my path?

This morning’s early walk was faster than usual. Under normal circumstances, it should be a marginally brisk 90 minutes but today a full 20 minutes was shaved off the typical dreary, workmanlike slog.

And here’s why: I’m not stopping to bend over to pick up yet another piece of junk and trash.

That’s because someone is beating me to it. Most weekend mornings – until as of late – have been stern tests of the tensile strength and expandability of Harris Teeter plastic bags. Early on it occurred to me perhaps slobs had awakened en masse to their slovenly ways. Or that someone is co-shouldering the dirty work with me. It’s gotta be way, way more of the latter than the former.

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This is the best I can do? A paltry small bag of trash? But hey, it’s due to the best of circumstances: a new anti-litter bug is shouldering the load.

Literally, there’s not as much for me to pick up, particularly along Sharon View and Colony Roads (Fairview and Sharon Roads are a bit of a different matter. Slobs still seem to rule the roost along those byways.)

Okay, it’s time for the good samaritan to step up – to be called out and congratulated. You have made my job easier and your good work is making a real difference. Honestly, it’s not about making my walk faster. It’s about making the route cleaner, and whoever you are, you are getting the job.

But it is time for you to fess up.

About Dave Bradley (264 Articles)
I was a writer by trade so one would think letters would come easily for me. It is so now, but wasn't always that way. Indeed, the first letter was written the Monday after Ellen started her freshman year in college. For years I've wondered - with no good answers - why I swiveled my office chair toward my computer screen to fire up a word processing document for that first letter. I just don't know. I just did. Perhaps it was the angst of separation or wanting to say things that had gone unsaid at that moment when we parted ways in front of her college dormitory. What was a one-off became habitual. When her brother Reid enrolled in the same college, his name was added to the salutation line. They were kids then and are adults now. No matter. The letter writing habit remains so today. I live in Brevard, North Carolina. I'm well away from where they live and don't see them nearly as often as I'd like. That's why letters, at least to me, fill the void of distance. The pages give me something to say and the space to say it. There is no assurance they read the letters; indeed, I have never asked if they do so. With the pace of their busy lives who could blame them for letting a letter sit unopened? Over time, it has dawned on me that the letters are both communicative - and cathartic. By nature, letters are about the writer; the writer can only write about their situation. Perhaps that is as it should be. It's all about the here and now from one person's perspective.

1 Comment on Mr. Oblivious: a presidential cabinet that should be shelved … and a clean path

  1. Debbie Davis White // January 14, 2017 at 3:06 pm // Reply

    Dave, I enjoyed reading this about you and look forward to reading your blogs, as I always love your FB postings regarding your outings with Miss Emma. It appears that you and I are of like minds on several issues.

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