You must return the shopping cart because it is the right thing to do. Because it is correct.
A person who is unable to do this is no better than an animal, an absolute savage who can only be made to do what is right by threatening them with a law and the force that stands behind it.
The Shopping Cart is what determines whether a person is a good or bad member of society.
Yet again we return to the court of public knavery and to the mounting evidence that those people who refuse to return their shopping trolleys, are no better than animals. If the only tool you have is a hammer, it is tempting to treat everything as if it were a nail. Likewise, if you have seen trolleys out in the wild, you can not help but see them everywhere.
Exhibit 1: 2.6km and 3.8km
Sometimes the effort put in by these savages has to be admired.
Here, we have a Woolworths trolley which is 2.6km away from the supermarket which I suspect that it came from and a blue Big W trolley which is 3.8km away from where it came from. My suspicion is that the first person who abandoned their trolley, walked home their grocery shopping from the supermarket, and simply left the trolley in a visible place; hoping that someone would take it back for them.
Granted that the first animal might not have a car, which creates the need but the presumption that somebody else is going to clean up after them, with no announcement whatsoever, is either magical thinking or as I suspect, the result of no thinking at all.
The blue Big W trolley being here is as confusing as all get out. As a variety store, Big W is not a place where someone goes to buy groceries. If the person has bought some kind of bulky durable good, then why would they not ask someone who has a car to help them. Of course, if we take the assumption that those of these people have cars, then what we are left with are in fact animals who are no better than savages.
We have to come to the conclusion that the person who left the blue Big W trolley here, has seen the first trolley and has decided that even though these trolleys come from two entirely different shops at entirely different shopping centres, that whatever magical system exists will simply solve this problem.
Exhibit 2: The corner of Military Rd and Spit Rd. 88m from the greengrocery.
Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury in the court of public opinion, before we can judge what is knavish and what is just purely lazy, perhaps it is necessary to consider the facts before us, rather than just point fingers and paint frowns upon our faces. These are the known facts surrounding Exhibit 2:
Known facts:
- This person has been shopping at Harris Farm Market; which is a high end greengrocer's.
- This is in the suburb of Mosman
- They would have had to go through the shops on Military Rd, or around them via Brady St
Whilst it is not impossible that someone living in Mosman does not have a car, it is unlikely. Mosman is currently the richest per capita suburb in the country (this alternates betwen Mosman, Vaucluse and Rose Bay). This is a suburb where teenagers complain that they were given a BMW and not a Porsche for their 16th birthday. This is a suburb which positively stinks of money; where economic fortune oozes out of peoples' pores. This is a suburb where people have maids and treat people as such.
This shopping trolley, being left on a street corner in Mosman, which is the richest suburb in the country, merely serves to prove that animals exist regardless of economic fortune. For everything that money does, it does not buy either class or sense. These are the kinds of animals who wear Lululemon and take their dogs to cafes and expect their dogs to get puppicinos, and actually do have Gucci handbags. This corner in particular is proof that the Devil does not in fact wear Prada, for immediately behind this trolley at 666 Military Rd, is a Birkenstock store.
Exhibit 3: A Bus Stop. 9.3km from the nearest supermarket.
I shan't shame where this is but I shall note that unlike Exhibit 1 where a trolley has been left in the open and has been joined by another, this one has been "hidden" behind a bus stop.
The thing about litterers is that litterers know that they are breaking either the law or social convention and so you can often find bits of rubbish which has been secreted away intentionally. Bits of rubbish can sometimes be found wedged into trees, or the circular cap parts of pole, or decoratively placed upon the seats of bus stops. Very often, rubbish has been left behind very intentionally. This is similar in that the trolley abandoner has tried to secrete this trolley behind a bus stop. They have been rather unsuccessful at hiding this trolley away as a shopping trolley is a reasonably big thing.
You still have to wonder exactly how a shopping trolley gets almost ten kilometers away from its starting point. Is this some kind of tag team effort from bands of animals, who like the various ants of an ant colony have no real intention to their own but work according to a series of unwritten yet predictable rules?
Exhbit 4: Martin Place Station. 102m from the nearest supermarket.
What makes this particular entry so noteworthy is not that it has travelled far and wide, for it has not, but rather that it has travelled downwards. This is the first trolley thus far that has ventured underground. Not only has it ventured underground but it has travelled down at least two flights of escalators and/or taken at least one elevator.
The lady in the advert for spectacles is almost giving a dejected "why would you do this?" look at the world, for even she knows of the levels of savagery displayed by these animals. These are animals who will travel far and wide across the land, who have now discovered that they can plumb the depths of the earth.
I would very much like to ask the question, if aliens visit us and search for intelligent life, would they think that the machines that we have built are actually the intelligent life an we are but their handservants? Motor cars that travel down the highway follow rules and mostly respect each other; so it is reasonable to think that the pinkish and brownish meatbags inside are their guts.
Shopping trolleys with their obvious need to explore the world, have somehow managed to convince the animals and savages of the world to bade them passage to far off and strange lands; to split infinitives; to boldly go where no trolley has been before.
Or else the more likely story here is that the absolute animal in question has taken their trolley into an elevator, below street level to the concourse below, then through the paid ticket barriers and likely through the wide access gate. I not that they have not then take their trolley further down to platform level; either because the trolley would not fit into those elevators, or because they have been told off by station staff and have decided to run away to the trains below.
Denouement:
Have we really learned anything about these animals; these ferals; these savages; these miscreants of civil society? Evidently, yes. The level of savagery and feralness is clearly on display but that is accompanies with its own dogged ingenuity. It takes a special kind of animality to go overground, underground, trolleying free, with someone else's property. It still does nothing to disprove that these people are bad members of society.
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