What a waste

Undoubtedly Bali Street Dogs create produce and empty their fair share of waste around the place and most definitely they are doing their part in heating up the biosphere.  There is something quite iconic about seeing a hunched third world street hound, squeezing out the fibrous leftover remnants of societies throwaway.  There are even some human street squat and squirt experts who still publicly exhibit the same action, although they are seen less and less these days.

As Bali screams itself hoarse into the modern world, the need to address increasing and wanton runaway levels of garbage is approaching a stink point of no return.  There are endless forms of waste of course and a crap load more to be invented as time goes on.  Apart from industrial grade plastic wrap strong enough to hang off speeding scooters and benzene based pollutants galore, there are new exotic silicone and rare earth metal messes for future generations to grapple with.

But one type of waste, that uniquely humanoid ability to take time and mess around with it, has been historically constant and unwavering in its predictable form.  There are of course positive and negative approaches to what is numerically labelled as the passage and flow of existence.

Trying to save the Bali Street Dog, in the way it has been attempted, is an undeniably and absolutely negative waste of time.  In the minds of most people, the reality has and is becoming overwhelmingly more and more openly apparent that saving the Bali Street Dog is not really that important.

On Bali the street dog just is, just a part of Bali life, just a part of the scene and just nothing more than just that.  That pointed view of reality is understandable because they are an inseparable component of what has always just been.  Wishing it to be any other way is a waste of time because unless a radical occurrence erupts to ignite a new internal awareness, the street dog on Bali will continue to be just a part of the changing scene of this Island life.        

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