The public park behind my parents' house in Israel seems to serve as the local refuge for local dog owners. Surrounded by looming apartment buildings lacking in open spaces, that park is the only place these people can use in order to let their dogs express their physical needs. None, however, seems to bother collecting after their dogs; the result is what I like to call a shit park.
If you were to ask me, that shit park serves as a decent analogy to the entire state of Israel. At my moments of intellectual laziness certain thoughts creep into my mind: thoughts along the line that maybe the people of this country deserve the problems they're stuck in. Because if they don't bother cleaning after themselves, why should the rest of us fuss over someone else's crap?
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