Jessica, you are part of the problem!

Seattlest took a little trip to the Oregon coast recently. We experienced two opposing points of the coastal experience within several miles of each other. True to its name, the city of Seaside is the archetypal slutty seaside town replete with an arcade, candy stores, cheesy tourist shops, and snooty beach-fronting hotels that will be the first to go when the tsunami hits. One would think that this is the place one would find litter on the beach. Not true, Strawman! Seaside's beach was as free of junk as the coffee at Pig 'N Pancake was free of flavor.
Cannon Beach, on the other hand, is a quiet, uppity enclave. Unlike Seaside --in which 101 passes right through town and is lined with Safeway, Rite-Aid, radiator shops, and greasy, off-the-drag, burger joints and bars where only locals eat-- Cannon Beach eschews 101. Here, the highway is lined with trees and views of mountains and the sea. You must get off the highway to see that a town exists. Its downtown features more upscale and uniform architecture that tries to be quaint. While charming, it can be a tad boring. Moreover, sometimes it can be a bit overdone and tend to feel forced.
Nowhere can this be illustrated better than to compare to the two towns' Pig 'N Pancakes. In Seaside, the PnP is on the main drag; it is a diner through-and-through. If your mother smokes cigars and whacks you on the back of your skull for being insolent, you take her to this PnP. If, on the other hand, your mother shops at Coldwater Creek and has croched door-knob cozzies in her home, you take her to the PnP in Cannon Beach. The PnP here is up the main street a bit and strives to emulate that barn-like Americana style.
In short, Seaside broadcasts cold, tacky density run amok. It is the natural outcome of the great march of progress that old Meriwether and William brought with them from the East Coast to this end of their journey. Conversely, Cannon Beach consoles you with warmth, shelter, and safety --like death.
So what does the geography of the Oregon coast have to do with Jessica? Well, all we are saying is that we just wouldn't expect trash on the upscale Cannon Beach coast.
Unfortunately, though, Jessica was here. She picked up her non-fat, latte (we're guessing on the NVL... though we can't extrapolate the V) and headed out to the beach to admire Haystack Rock. When finished, she didn't feel like hauling her cup allllll the waaaaaay back to a proper trash bin. Instead, she set it down behind a log up on the berm at the back of the beach. Nice try, Jessica, but your machinations did not fool us. We discovered your treachery when scouting a spot to lie down for a bit.
Readers, don't be a Jessica NVL! This makes latte sippers and other Jessicas look bad. It is bad for the environment (won't someone please think of the sand dollars!). Haul out your trash. And if you do spot some trash, consider throwing it out and being part of the solution.
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