Except, regrettably, it wasn't.
As we wandered along the sea edge late in the evening, we noticed a very decent bonfire going on, down on the beach. Some people were having a great time, the fire was under control, and in any case would get dealt with by the high tide. Beach parties are fun - and as it was winter these people were working hard for their fun anyway. No complaints from us at all. Maybe even a little jealousy that we were not invited.
In the morning we took our stroll to the harbour, as we always do when parked up here. Admiration for people having some innocent fun turned to disappointment. In fairness, it took just a few minutes to clear up the mess, especially as there were some carrier bags amongst the cans.
But it set the musing going again.
Hopefully, you care about the environment at least a little. And it is really easy to care about it in a detached way. A way we can't really change. I cannot make the President of American take environmental matters seriously. I cannot tell the very small number of large companies that disproportionately pollute to stop. Oh I can, and I shall, vocalise my disapproval of these, and other equally culpable institutions. But they are not going to listen. They are far too deafened making money and justifying their own positions.
But what is never right is if I say this. Every day I hear someone say it. 'There is no point in me doing the right thing whilst a larger organisation is doing the wrong thing'. Down that cul de sac of logic is the end of the world as we lay buried under a pile of plastic waste, and look on bewildered as the crops fail.
These people could have taken their rubbish to the recycling. I have no way of knowing why they chose not to. But it is a choice that, extrapolated, is the same as the big company that continues to release chemicals into the river.
And you, and I, and every individual can make better choices, and that, slowly, will build a different tomorrow. Campaign, yes. Please do that. But also take home your litter.
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