| Littering in Panama |
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| Written by Matt Landau | |
| Tuesday, January 29 2008 | |
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(Panama City, Panama) For the past twenty years or so, I've made it a habit to not
throw garbage out the car window. Besides being extremely convenient and even
fun at times, there was always a renegade sensation that escorted tossing a
piece of trash on the ground. Not unlike a tattoo or a skateboard, the act of
littering was a show of rebellion for young people like me. But unfortunately,
in my hometown as a child, it could also get you thrown in the bureau jail
alongside the kid who let rats loose in the public library. I grew up in a conservative New Jersey town where missing the trash can was viewed much like the act of homicide. You'd just as soon see someone take a dump in the street as you'd see them litter and it was this intolerance in the community that had been seared into my brain like grill marks on a nice fresh steak. For perhaps that reason alone, the mystery of littering took on a whole new allure for me as a child; this rebellious exploit I wanted desperately to carry out before I turned twelve. You see, littering was shunned not for its environmental but rather its legal repercussions. I remember a day in late summer when my friend Adam ruthlessly chucked an empty soda bottle out the window of his family's Ford Windstar. His mother who was in the passenger seat grabbed his arm with the strength of an ox and screamed at him like a banshee. "Adam" she screamed. "Adam you could get arrested for doing that. Adam! You're a stinking putz." Even at the age of eight, I remember thinking to myself yes, Adam is a stinking putz. I arrived in Panama with a lot of expectations, none of which had to do with littering. The Panama I envisioned was a spicy and seductive one; one of late night tamales and salsa music and warm Latin sun. But upon arrival I was surprised to see the act of littering was nearly as popular here as dancing. For someone as unexposed to the activity of littering as myself, arriving to Panama was like releasing a caged animal into the wild. I wanted to go nuts and litter everywhere! Panamanian society has lacked education on environmental responsibility for a long time. You'll see kids both in the city and the interior, simply throw trash on the ground. But unlike Adam's mom, parents in Panama think nothing of it. In fact, many older people do it too with the scruples of a porpoise. It was a strange feeling really, coming down here all psyched to do as much littering as I possibly could, and having my enthusiasm stymied by a serious ethical dilemma. I tried it a couple of times, taking advantage of the lax laws south of the border, but then quickly picked up my garbage before anyone could see and placing it in the trash can. I felt bad about throwing trash on the ground. I felt bad about anyone seeing me do it. And I felt confident, if just for those few criminal seconds, that I'd never do it again. I don't know why Panamanians have no issues polluting their beautiful country. And speaking from personal experience, I can tell you it aint all it's cracked up to be. |
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