(De)construction

I walked by a construction site late at night. There was a fence set up around the site and lots of warning signs about how dangerous it was to try to go in there. And yet a group of teenagers (not surprisingly, they all had cans of beer in their hands) seemed to find it very amusing to climb over the fence and sneak into the site. Then they proceeded to wreck havoc by throwing pieces of construction materials at one another and push large garbage cans over, spilling waste. As usual, I couldn’t help but think about how sad so many people are.

--Curly