It’s garbage day. Just like every other Tuesday. At least it’s
trash day for my neighborhood. The entire neighborhood is told when to have
their trash out on the curb. And
everyone complies. We agree to the days on which we can put our trash out, and
we agree on what we can and cannot throw out. But does anyone really monitor
what we throw out? I think about this as I bundle up my trash.
Everyone bundles all the things they don’t want into plastic
bags. Sometimes we put them in containers. Sometimes loose bags are accepted
(on bulk pickup days). Today was not a loose container day. As the darkness of night faded away, all
these things I don’t want in the house are poured and stuffed into their
plastic wraps. I laugh quietly as I further stuff the bags into the large
containers and put them by the curb. It’s still early and pretty dark out. I don’t think anyone else is around to even
observe the moment.
As some point, a truck is going to come by and scoop up the
bins and dump them into a larger bin. It will move its way down the street,
adding everyone’s crap together. These trucks are pretty advanced now, and an
automated arm does the heavy lifting, so a human won’t even have any idea how
heavy (or light) my trash is compared to others. My trash mixes in with
hundreds of others. It gets compacted down. Everything gets crunched down.
Everything gets smashed into smaller mixed pieces. Pieces mix together into
unidentifiable collections of crap.
Then the truck eventually will make its way off to some
plant. Other trucks all meet together. The entire city of compacted parts and
pieces mixes together. Mixing, smashing, breaking, and further away from me it
all goes. I wonder when the trash
becomes untraceable. Can anyone find out what I’ve thrown away? Once trash is
gone from the house, is it gone forever? Once the bags hit the truck, who could
know what is my trash versus my neighbors? I’m not sure if anyone could do
that, but I guess it’s possible. Will anyone go through my trash? Or is it finally
gone forever?
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