Poop

Ever wondered why so many people like getting their photos clicked? On a recent road trip I undertook, my friends were getting their snaps clicked at the oddest of places with strangely strong enthusiasm. On bridges, at gas stations, under bare trees, sitting on sidewalks, next to trash cans, near pooping dogs. Everywhere. What really goes on in someones' mind when they go click? Is it vanity? To show the world that they've been there clicked that? To capture that brief and not so spontaneous moment of supposed happiness? Happiness that they hope they feel a couple of years down the line sitting in cramped office corner suffering the tirades of an a no good boss?
On it's own, a picture of a bridge, a bare tree, a sidewalk, a trash can or even a pooping dog is potential art gallery material. But maybe it is indeed difficult for people to imagine a picture without themselves in it. The same way it is impossible for them to not be opinionated, to not be impartial or objective.Maybe it is impossible for some people to understand the beauty of a (ahem) pooping dog in itself. They just have to be in the frame - albeit with poop.
Or maybe I'm a cynic, and someday I'll get my own pictures clicked standing over the rubble of my own strange vanity.

Trivia - The word 'poop' and its conjugations appear four times in this post. Well, five times now. Ah - six times (missed the title).