Today is Dec 23rd of 2015. Today is the day I’m cutting out from work at lunch and catching the latest Star Wars movie in glorious IMAX.

I typically skip eating breakfast and chose to eat a slightly early lunch. I don’t know why other than it just feels right to me. I don’t want to hear from the food Nazi’s about needing three square meals a day or some other bullshit. This is all a fabrication of your twisted little minds as EVIDENCE clearly shows that pre modern humans would often go for days between meals and ate whatever fruit or nut was available in-between their next protein catch. But enough of this tangent.

Today, atypically to my normal behavior, I stopped by the drive through of my local McDonalds on my way to work and ordered something to eat knowing I might have a lite lunch or skip it entirely prior to my impending entertainment experience.

So I take my food from the McPloyee and place it on the passenger seat next to me and drive off heading towards my train station. As luck would have it I made all of my lights and got to the garage without ever enduring any read lights to which touch my food.

I get out of my car and grab my items and head towards the train pickup. I get on and as I’m sitting down I notice a sign I have seen so many times before. The posting of acceptable food articles to have onboard the train. Well the decal icons show covered drinks are acceptable but all food items are prohibited.

So…I ponder why it is and come to the quick conclusion that it has to do with people leaving trash and not cleaning up after themselves. I decide I’m different and better than this and go about consuming my McBreakfast. No sooner than I start digging in that does my cell phone chime telling me I have an email. It was a Brenda, a friend of mine from our local writing group. I chomp down on my breakfast with one hand as the other is used in pecking out a response.

I happen to finish both at the same time. I’ve always been a quick eater but that isn’t really a the story here. So there I am with my now empty wrapper and bag and without thinking about it begin compacting it all into a small toss-able sphere. I glance about for a receptacle and upon not seeing any consider just dropping it onto the floor out of spit for the lack of receptacles.

A tenth of a second later another part of my mind screams “Hey idiot, you are the problem!” I feel pretty stupid in my own head right now. Humbly I take my trash wad and drop it into my messenger bag. I find my own head shaking at my own idiocy. I am the problem.

This is why I believe the human race is destined to destroy itself. We are far too selfish. As agent Smith said in the Matrix movie which I am going to badly plagiarize and mutilate here…”I’d like to share a revelation that I’ve had during my time here … Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment but you humans do not. You move to an area and you multiply and multiply until every natural resource is consumed … Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet.”

Happy Holidays Everyone 🙂