…well that sounds dirty doesn’t it?

Now work on your own rhetoric.

Remember, if countries were rendered irrelevant by single mistakes of that scale, the US wouldn’t have lasted long past independence. Think of all the stupid decisions your country has made, whichever country that is – by what you’re saying, why shouldn’t you be just left to burn?

Our littering laws aren’t just draconian masturbatory fantasies which disproportionately target the poor and dispossessed – they also happen to be completely ineffective. Increased fines, sentences, social campaigns, cruel and unusual punishment – the rate of littering just vaguely wobbles about in response.

The real reason this island hasn’t sunk beneath a mountain of trash is a vast army of transient migrant labour that’s paid and treated so poorly they might as well be slaves.

Most of the rubbish actually comes from Southern Water not managing their overflow properly, but it’s OK because they can afford the fines.

People are arseholes.

The train companies are all dicks anyway… you’re either not British or you work for a train company, because quite frankly I could take a shit in the middle of a UK train station and receive an applause.” Me, just up there.

The friend I was walking with at the time – a native Londoner – asks me what I’m doing, and so it goes:

“No bins around mate, so I’m just hanging on to it till I see one. Gotta be one around here somewhere.”
“Err, why? No bins around here mate, you’ll see somewhere to chuck it, just chuck it in there, someone will sort it out.”

I never did inquire precisely who that someone was, or why I should make disposing of my rubbish their job rather than mine, but it did become a feature of of more than one apparently amusing “Guess what that zany foreigner did/said today?” chat down the pub.

Just one of the many reasons, I suppose, that London is a wonderful, gorgeous, historically and currently interesting marvel of a city that I despise like a bitter memory. I’ve always thought Sweeny Todd was onto something with his hole in the world, a great black pit sort of thing. And straight razor shaves, it’s good stuff. Not the pie thing though, that’s just weird.

Interesting also that the public response to no bins is to just shove the rubbish wherever it’ll fit.

I was in Japan a couple of years ago, and I was surprised that while there were very few bins in the street, it was very tidy.

Like everyone else I saw with a wrapper or an empty bottle, I put my rubbish in my backpack and disposed of it later. 

The train companies are all dicks anyway… you’re either not British or you work for a train company, because quite frankly I could take a shit in the middle of a UK train station and receive an applause.

How selfish of you.”

An empty soda or beer can or cup actually weighs an infintite amount and thus must be put down or dropped immediately, even if within five feet of a rubbish bin.

People who will walk all day with a six pack in their hand cannot go five steps without dropping the empties.

Dumping your garbage is just being thoughtless to your fellow riders.