Have you ever noticed the earth doesn't have a point of view?
I've been obsessed with trash ever since I can remember. Years ago when I lived at Copper Mountain there was a favorite exit off I-70 that I used to love to take my mutts to for a quick jaunt. There was a mountain lake, trees - and it was at 9,000 feet or so - beautiful. I loved it, and I noticed the trash folks would leave as they pulled over along their journey.
It didn't make me angry. It was more like - Wow, this place is an exit off a major highway AND it is AMAZING.
What I've come to know in my own life is I can hear the same message fifty times yet on the fifty-first a switch might flip and a new awareness is born.