While walking on the streets of Taiwan, or even sitting in the comforts of your room or I’m sure in a bomb shelter 20 feet underground, you will hear the piercing, tinny song of a truck driving through the streets.  Now before you run to get your wallet and start salivating over popcicles and ice cream bars, you might want to stop and take a look around.  The people lining up on the street are not carrying money or little kids in tow.  Their baggage is trash.  Lots and lots of trash.  That’s right…this cheerful little ditty calls out for trash and recycling on a daily basis. How wonderful it must be for people traveling to the US who expect garbage and get King Cones and how sad for people (like myself) who get their hopes up for a cool, refreshing, icy treat, but end up with rotting bags of filth.