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This is the weirdest dichotomy I've come to learn from reading this thread.
According to the accounted majority here, we're all bastards as soon as we step onto the painted parking pavement. As to which type, depends upon our thinking pattern and subsequent actions ruled by them.
We either maintain a nature of oblivion to those around us and after us, causing us to single-track our assertion that "we" have no further obligation to anyone else, for there are those whose entire description is to complete the task we left abandoned, and we are free to drive off to conquer more chores to the day.
Conversely, there is another side to us that push and play upon the grounds. We mosey and round up the stray carts as modern-day cowboys are wont to do, and disparage the usual civil folk for their ineptitude to complete the ritual of the "shop cart routine".
Lazy bastards and industrious bastards, the entire lot of us, it would seem.
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As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world (that is the myth of the Atomic Age) as in being able to remake ourselves. —Mohandas K. Gandhi
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