In the area where I live, we have a place that is especially horrid in terms of its ecology. There is a highway, a gas station, a car parking space, and a convenience store. The whole thing looks like the one in the photo but ours has more gas pumps and a lot more traffic. The stench of the gas and the exhaust fumes is enough to kill an elephant. You will be OK if you duck inside the convenience store really fast and then run out, but spending any time in this spot is unimaginable.
For a little over a week now, the same two women with the same 3 little girls have been sitting in front of the convenience store (facing the cars, the gas pumps, and the highways) and selling Girl Scout cookies. I don’t know what the value of this exercise is supposed to be but the situation of these children seems horrible. They spend hours each day, inhaling the worst kind of stench anybody can think of.
I don’t get this, people. What can possess one to bring one’s own child to such a nasty place and make her breathe in exhaust fumes day after day after miserable day?
And while I’m on it, we live in a residential area where there are crowds of people with small children. Since there is no playground, no sidewalks, and no backyards of the kind where children could play together (the operative word being together), the kids are forced to spend all their time playing in the parking lot, in front of garages, and in the road. There are many kids of all ages. And the houses in this neighborhood are not at all cheap (the one three houses away is selling for $570,000, which is quite a lot for this area.) Yet nobody among these well-to-do folks seems to have any problem with children not having a green, comfortable, safe place to play.
Family values, my ass.


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