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cross-posted from: https://lemmy.ml/post/19787296
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"As the ninth inning drew to a close at San Francisco’s Oracle Park on a recent afternoon, the mood in the stands was dour — the Giants were losing to the White Sox. But in the skies above the stadium, the real game was just getting started.
California and Western gulls glided overhead, scouting the bleachers for garlic fries and ketchup-smeared hot dog buns. The gulls soared steadily by the dozens as the bleachers emptied. Soon, the birds were left alone to engulf any leftover food they could find."
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same as it ever was — this is not to criticize the article, as it’s entertaining, but anyone with a history in san francisco remembers the seagull mafia at the 'stick as well. it seems to have taken them a little while to figure out the move, but theyyy’re heeere.
what i haven’t seen return are the hot dog wrapper twisters, where a section’s worth of paper and foil would assemble into an impromptu tornado in the outfield come the 8th inning.
if giants brass really wanted to be rid of the scavengers, they’d need to change how we package and how easy it is to dispose of it properly. we don’t have a culture of everyone bringing their cups and wrappers upstairs, and if everyone decided to do that one day, there’s nowhere near enough waste receptacle space.
