It was bad enough when the clouds began to laugh and the trees stopped listening.
But now even objects which have been thrown out as rubbish, or left lying about as litter, seem to be poking fun at us; as if they regard man as worthy only of scorn in his anthropocentric conceit ...
Gone are the days when, like madmen, drunk on the thought of our own exceptionalism, we were the ones laughing at all things beneath the sun - nettles, stones, ducks, etc.
Our refuse, i.e. what we refuse, is, I suppose, what by definition makes what/who we affirm possible. Readers of TTA may also enjoy this clip of Basil Fawlty thinking on his feet about 'rubbish' (from the superb episode 'Waldorf Salad'): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qE6MB3TvVrs&ab_channel=Fawlty%27sVault
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