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Bonus content from Day #5 of picking up trash along my commute route:
Another sign that some of the litter I'm cleaning up is decades old is the existence of these old "pull tab" cans manufactured during the 1960s and 1970s.
Day #5 of picking up trash along my commute route.
13 more bags of trash 14 more tires (only 13 pictured, I found one more later) 3 rugs that the council said would be dug out with a backhoe weeks ago 1 door with chipping, leaded paint cleaned up (along with the contaminated dirt and grass around it) 5 people stopped to say thank you.
The council will supposedly be out to pick things up tomorrow.
Day #4 of picking up litter along my commute route.
I found a page from a hymnal, a #Monster energy drink can that looks like it's been taken over by a medusa, and plenty more.
Five bags of trash cleaned up (three pictured), plus a bunch of miscellaneous other stuff.
Day #3 of picking up litter along my commute.
Someone from the local council showed up to investigate the piles of tires that I made on the side of the road (plus the toilet), but someone else had already cleaned everything up.
I had a chat with the man, and now I have official dumpster access at the township building.
He's also going to bring around a backhoe on Monday to get this big wet rug out of the ditch.
Wooooo!
Day #2 of picking up litter along my commute (continued). Five more bags of trash, and many many tires.
Yes, that is a toilet. I left it there just in case I get caught short between work and home. 
Day #2 of picking up litter along my commute route. I've found quite a lot of these old beer cans with the "pull tab" on them, and I'm starting to wonder how many decades this litter has been accumulating.
This document from Southern Oregon University suggests that the cans in this style were from somewhere between 1965 and 1975: https://hanlib.sou.edu/jimrock/additionalresources/ANTH02m_schr.xx.01.pdf
CW: Salty rant about littering
Every time I ride/drive to work, I have to pass so much fucking litter.
I want to rant about idiocy. I want to rant about laziness.
As the litter is mostly related to soda, alcohol, tobacco, and lottery tickets, though, I have to accept that society's general desparation is a factor in this.
I cleaned up the woods. I cleaned up the road. I am very frustrated with people.