I live in a rather peaceful neighborhood named University Square in
Greenbelt, very green, very mellow, very quiet, all in all not really
me. My last apartment in Alabama, preston place, was on the strip
(surrounded by 30 bars), full of undergrads, when one of us partied, we
all partied! University square is quite the opposite. Extracting a
hello out of a neighbor is almost as hard as getting a preacher to
swear! However, lately our hostile neighborhood has been united in
common sentiments. Our trash cans, once scattered over a rather well
spread complex have been torn down and accumulated in the visitor
parking area, a stones through from my place but a hike from most other
buildings in the complex.
The last time I made a trip there, (my second trip so far since we have
started decorating our kitchen with trash bags) I met a girl walking
back, muttering to herself, "fuck, fuck, why!" This made me so
happy, finally the community is opening up to each other, and "fuck"
though not the standard ice breaker will just havta do. We made
chit-chat about why Lerner Corp did this to us, and how they should rot
in hell etc. And this was the second time some random person in Univ Sq
has spoken to me, the first time being the first time I made my way to
the trash cans and a gentlemen shared with me how his car smelt of
garbage. I vote to throw a trash party in the visitor parking.
So thats the story, everyday I stand in the balcony and see people
unknown to each other convene in the garbage area, some drirve up
stinking their cars, some use it as exercise burning calories in the
humid weather. My roommates and I plan to install a lemonade/water
stall as in marathons outside our house to revive the brave warriors
who venture to the stench, and also make some money out of a huge
disaster (learn from michael moore).
All in all, we needed to be brought together, since these days people's
communications skills have evolved into that of a rock, and if we have
to be united by garbage why not, lets get friendly and dirty!