Would you plant a stinky dustbin right in front of your door so that it greets anyone come to see you? Probably not. Then why have the local administration built a waste collection site right by the station where potential visitors arrive in Saint-Blaise? In this hot weather it stinks more than usual. Of course, there was a convenient plot of land available at no cost just where people could halt on foot or with their car to dump their waste, but then your front porch, to use the American expression, would no doubt be convenient too. You just open the door and toss your rubbish into it without having to stray further from your house or flat, or brave rain and wind in winter.
So what is this thought process that thinks first and foremost of the utilitarian and convenience to the detriment of the quality of life and relationships between people?