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I may not be able to define trash but I know it when I see it. For most of us, this expression probably rings true. Beer cans, plastic bottles and other plastic debris have no place in our woods and around our public spaces, that much we can agree on.
So here we are in June, I know it’s hard to imagine. In the event that you have been asleep since March let me bring you up to speed. April and May quit on us you guys, pure and simple. They just quietly slipped out the back door while we were all still watching Tiger King, and who can blame them really.
In many respects the issues that our communities are facing in the wake of Covid-19 are in no way new. The problems of food insecurity, economic hardship, and disparities in access to healthcare and public services have always existed; this pandemic is just the most recent event that has brought this uncomfortable truth back to the top of a constantly shuffling deck of uncomfortable truths.
We have all been forced to go without a lot over the last however many weeks it's been now. Like most of you, I am not immune to the extended isolation (video chat happy hours are simultaneously pretty cool and wildly depressing).
In this new era of Social Distancing we have all had to become accustom to staying a little closer to home. As the number of COVID-19 cases continue to rise, a lot of us are being forced to make tough decisions "do I really need to make a trip to the grocery store?"
Just when I thought I was getting used to the constant stress of a 24 hour news cycle, this happens...
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