It’s time to say no to snow.
Beware the thieves, beware the murderers, beware the snow. I’m sure for many, playing in snow was a pleasant and much enjoyed past time, but was the excitement when you saw a perfect, small snowflake just plain selfish? Sweet, marshmallow soft snowballs? Inconvenience. Perfect, translucent ice? Accidents. One consummate, splendid moment? Slush. These aren’t the moment we so fondly look back on from when we were children, but no as a intellectual and smart adult we can realise that we completely blocked out all the negatives in our lives.
When the fun stops, stop. Even I can agree that freshly fallen fragments of snow feel as though you’re walking on clouds. It is very tempting to play in it, to make a snowman even, and this is alright. However, the residue left behind takes all that enjoyment and makes it into its own little snowman. You know what I’m talking about. When the white fluffy clouds we all love, turn into big grey thunder clouds in an instant. Slush, slush, slush, slush. We all hate slush. What even is the purpose of it? Except to ruin our happiness of course. Dangerous and slippery, ugly and soul crushing. Now this is when enjoyment turns into danger.
Are there only happy accidents? I think not. As hilarious as it is to watch an unsuspecting victim have a free slip and slide with the ice, just think about the damage that horrifying experience may have caused. I’m sure an intelligent person like yourself can appreciate how difficult that colourless culprit must be for the NHS. What about the workers? The resources? The wasted money? All because of one mutual enemy…snow. Lurking, waiting, watching, snow lures in one innocent after another and before you know it, it’s another trip to A&E. Now with the Corona Virus, the NHS would be swarmed like a bees’ nest mid-summer. Because of its properties, its harsh and cruel properties, its vile and malicious properties, hospitals everywhere are being overworked and their resources are being used dry. This is not a positive thing. It is not only an extreme burden on medical staff, but what about the embarrassment of the injured person? When asked what their cause of accident is, they’d be left to reply, “I tripped and slipped on snow.” What we really need is for this nonsense to stop.
Only children find snow fun. One of the largest inconveniences in life is snow. Trains, buses, roads, everything is closed when it snows. As you know, Britain goes into lockdown if there is even one tiny snowflake on a mountain somewhere in Scotland. It’s ridiculous, nothing can ever be if it snows. The clumps of dandruff prevent busy workers from reaching work, and they do, it certainly assures that they will at least be five hours late. You probably know the feeling of being late to work, but what if that happened everyday for a month or two? You try to vary your routes but each time you are stuck in traffic, delays or a sea of angry pedestrians. And what happens to the companies then? No workers, no profit, no economy. Snow does bring enjoyment to children, young people who have little responsibilities, but is it really worth it if the negatives tremendously outweigh the positives?
It’s no wonder Syracuse, New York tried to make snow illegal.
Mother nature cannot be controlled. With equipment such as shovels and salt, there is no reason why a little bit of snow can defeat us. Snow might be one of our big problems yet, and we should all be wary of it. We are stronger, more powerful in groups, and with enough support we can solve our biggest problem yet. So, do you agree? Were all the accidents, inconveniences, disruptions really worth it? There were never any sweet, marshmallow snowballs. No perfect, translucent ice. No consummate, splendid moments. We were just being ignorant towards the fact that selfish snow has more negative impacts than positive.
By Isabella Gilson
