a reply to: Night Star
Hello Night Star!
I hope that this day finds you in fine spirits!
I had a deeply aggravating beginning to my working day, I must confess. Having set up the shop for the day, I made myself a cup of tea, rolled a
cigarette, and stepped outside in order to sample the morning air and rest against the door frame, as is my habit when there are no customers about,
and the street is empty. From my position in front of our store, I saw that one of the planters (big wooden tubs with soil and plants in them) had
been deprived of a small Buxus bush, which had been its central feature, and is the central feature of several other tubs of the same description, up
and down the street.
The soil had been strewn about the immediate area during the theft, and lay scattered around the edge of the planter, and on the ground next to the
tub. This would be the second time that someone has thieved Buxus plants from the planters on the street, and it is bloody annoying. For one thing, me
and my mother are the people who wander up and down the street in summer, watering the plants so that they do not dehydrate and die. We are the ones
who go around digging the soil over, trimming, pruning, and removing litter from the planters, to ensure that the plants continue to live, and to make
sure that they look as nice as possible.
You see, these planters are not council property. They were purchased by the community and traders association. Now, me and my mother, we are not
acting officials of that organisation, but we know that the planters were put in place by that group, to promote the street, to make the boring and
ugly 1960s architecture just a little more appealing, by introducing some colour, some greenery, anything to take ones eye away from the eyesore that
the buildings on our street represent.
These plants, and the planters themselves, were purchased by the traders association, which is a registered charity, and the funds used to purchase
them were gained by way of donations over a considerable time, by local people. Every store on this street has a charity box for the association, and
when people simply say "keep the change" the few pence they throw away, go in the pot. Those are the sort of donations which went into purchasing
these items, that is the thought that went into it.
What makes me angry is, that it is rare enough that someone wants to actually do something for their community, and has the chance to do it. That
some selfish bastard has either stolen the plants for their own gain, or just to be an absolute douche canoe, means that everyone else, everyone
involved with the effort to bring this place up a notch, to improve the way people feel about their local area, gets to spend at least one more
morning feeling like they are wasting their time, that they are so thoroughly outnumbered by bastards that the effort is being spent into a total
I have reported to the police, the theft of this plant, and I will have to track down the current chairperson of the committee today as well, in
order to report to them and provide them with the incident number. The thing that really aggravates me? The thing that makes me want to smash
somethings skull asunder with a lump hammer? The plant they stole, was the plucky one that came to the street all bent over and sad looking, and
straightened up and started to have the most vibrant leaves of any of the plants on the street! Bracketed on all sides by colourful flowers, it really
helped liven up the end of the street where it used to reside. Now, its either in some bastards garden, or has been hurled into a ditch somewhere by a
Dont get me wrong, I know there are much bigger things afoot, much worse things happening all over the planet, than the theft of some purely
ornamental plants. People are dying, hurting, and others are killing and oppressing, and sometimes it is the planet itself that tries to kill people.
Those things suck, and I do not like them one bit! But this is on my doorstep, and its a project that I have been involved in, because I thought it
was worthwhile, and would be good for my fellow man. I do not spend my time unwisely if I can help it, and crap like this makes me think I have wasted
it. Thats all.
Meh. Sorry to be a bummer over something so totally trivial.