Will Man Ever Learn?
Apparently the answer is "No"! Turtles in our waters are dying. Dying from ingesting 'man's' litter...plastic bags, rubber thongs, balloons...and on the list goes. No matter how much information is given, man doesn't pay heed.
Years ago when I was living on Newry Island, a couple of fishermen arrived to have a drink at my bar. One headed up the track to the toilets while the other propped himself up at the bar.
"I'll have a stubbie!" He mumbled.
Politely, I told him I didn't stock 'stubbies' only beer in cans.
He scoffed and growled at me, "What! No stubbies?"
His attitude immediately made me bristle.
"I try to cut down on glass products here on the island because every day I'm cleaning up the beach out front here...picking up broken stubbies that clown fishermen throw overboard when they've finished drinking from them! So, cans are a better option...plus they're lighter for me to transport from the mainland."
"You calling fishermen 'clowns'?" the disgruntled fisherman tossed back at me.
"Yes...I am...if a fisherman throws glass stubbies overboard...or anything else for that matter, he is a 'clown'. They can take cartons full of beer out with them but they're too bloody lazy to take the empties back home with them, instead they throw the empty glass stubbies overboard...therefore, they are clowns! I know that none of the broken bottles that end up on my beach are from this island!"
His head sunk down towards his shoulders as he asked, "Can I have a can of beer, please!"
Just as this discourse finished, his mate arrived back from the ablution block.
"I'll have a stubbie, thanks," he asked innocently.
His mate made shooshing noises while making movements with his hands to shut him up...it was obvious he didn't want to start me up again! The rest of the men at the bar laughed out loud. The poor hapless mate had no idea what was going on! I joined in with the laughter...and just waved my finger at them!
The two fishermen came back the following day....and asked for cans!