Grass Does Not Need You, To Be Green

We have a great many folly, we the people.  None more so than our tendencies towards gluttony and selfishness.  I believe these two detrimental qualities make excellent bedfellows.  As a result, the butt sex the two have feverishly been partaking in, has created a new breed of awful with an insatiable hunger which permeates our society and makes us look like real dicks...not unlike the butt baby's which possess several oozing beef bayonets...on it's skull.  We waste a lot of resources in the west:  Food, materials, life, time, each other and now it's come to my attention, though under my nose for years, that what we abuse the most may soon be gone forever.  There are people in the world, this world, who do not have water to drink.  They do not have direct access to clean drinking water.  I repeat:  They do NOT have water to drink...let alone water to shower with, wash clothes in, dump down the drain when the temperature does not suit us and most aggravating of all, water to throw on the ground.  We have such an attitude of entitlement that our grass is graced with hours of preening while our resources run thin and most go without.  Is status so essential in our world that our grass must represent fertility and extravagance at the cost of lives and eventual survival?  Do those people who water every day not think about what they throw away on foliage that does not require us to thrive?  Water will run out.  This is not a theory or some happening in the distant future, but an axiom of anxiety.  There are far too many of us to support our need for H2-is-O and the water we do still occupy, we pollute with our other "necessities".  The earth would provide all we would ever need if we only cease to fuck with it.  I think about how much I waste on a daily basis...in the shower, washing the dishes...welcome to my brain of dysfunctional and perhaps irrational worry.  What boggles my mind is how no one else seems to think this way.  Maybe we all have that white picked fence version of how we want the world to be...kids frolicking in the sprinkler while mom sips ice filled pina colladas on the porch while running the washer, the dishwasher and dad sponges off the Cadillac.  Well, we lived that and look where we are now.  Those who go without must think us most ridiculous for we throw our precious life source on weeds to impress our friends and maintain the futility that is our societal (and imaginary) hierarchy of horror.  If the rest of you questioned your actions as often as I do mine, perhaps we wouldn't be up shit creek without water to rinse off the stank.