scene/seen from a bench

There's a bench I sometimes sit at near the beginning of my walks out to the Han River. I can guess that many other people sit there, too, despite the lack of a decent view. The bench, one of two located right next to each other, can be found right after the footbridge I cross to leave my neighborhood and follow the Tan Creek trail. It faces out from the trail and sits at the top of a berm/slope—a pretty typical setup for benches along Korean walking/biking paths.

During my walks, I encounter a good bit of pollution, and as I mused earlier this year, much or most of that comes from walkers, not bikers. Committed bikers, being generally healthier than walkers given their love of straining and huffing and puffing in public, aren't as apt to throw used plastic wrappers and containers on the ground as they bike: Being on average healthier, they also have healthier habits. If anything, I imagine they use the myriad pockets on their unnecessarily tight and revealing cycling outfits to tuck their refuse in and then throw the trash away in a proper receptacle. But walkers, including or especially those with a tendency to stop at and sit on benches, seem to love tossing their trash on the ground, right there in front of them, and it's disgusting.

So below is the view from the bench I rest at. I'm very tempted to come by with a large garbage bag and one of those trash-picker sticks—

(or maybe more than one)

Here is what I see from that bench:

I hate every lazy, slovenly fucker who does this. You don't have to be a crazy tree-hugger to despise people who take no pride in their surroundings, and who expect others to clean up their messes.