Waiting in traffic for the light to change, I didn’t realize my eyes were softly gazing at a black Mercedes, shiny black with darkened windows. Although my eyes were softly gazing, the car registered in my mind. “Nice car,” I would have said. My eyes continued to gaze toward the car. Just before the light changed, I saw the door on the driver’s side open, I witnessed an arm reach out, and I saw a hand drop a McDonald’s bag onto the street.
The light changed. Lanes of cars sped off onto the freeway.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, as if in slow motion. Maybe this is just another edition of Saturday Night Live, I might have been thinking. But no, this was an ordinary day on an ordinary street – in my community.
Whether we want to believe it or not, whether we choose to live like it or not – change begins with us. If we want our communities to be clean, safe places, then we need to be clean, safe folks ourselves. It’s as simple as that.