The mail carrier leaves the mailbox door ajar, but only when
it rains. Why?
Because he is an angry man, trapped in his job. Think of his thousand customers let down by
soggy mail. How can we reinvent our
society so that the mailman is not a trapped, angry man, and so we can live
without being required to retrieve soggy deposits from mailboxes?
The mail carrier buried my tax refund envelope deep in the
advertising sheets. How many hundreds of
checks get lost because of him?
Ever notice how sometimes the spinach in the tub of spinach
is crushed and mangled like someone stomped on it? And sometimes the salmon in the can of salmon
is likewise abused? How can we reinvent
our society so that our sisters and brothers do not loathe their lives?
You cannot pay someone to want to do packing or
mail sorting for 8 to 10 hours a day.
And no amount of “training” will make a human want to be a machine.
Personally, I only need mail coming to my snail mailbox once
a week. I have email.
And I’ll add a word about killing trees. I almost never read
the junk mail. I might read something that advocates saving the forests, but I
would much rather read that as an email or a tweet. Who would kill a tree and
waste energy to send me a paper letter to advocate saving trees?
Let’s reinvent society sooner rather than later.
