It's been MY experience that if you quietly walk away from the "deuce gone wild" then some other poor soul will happen upon it (does it deserve it's own pronoun?) and feel compelled to roll their sleeves up and physical intervene with the unwrangled dookie castle.
Are you the guy at my office who took a dump and put a whole rolls worth of TP in the toilet? What did you expect would happen? Intermittent flushing is a thing!