Posted by: Calmseas (Mike) | February 11, 2008

Insult And Injury

plowThe long, cold, snowy winter here in the north country has some interesting fallout as it wears on—and on and on. For example, the government snow plow runs past my mailbox a couple of times a day and heaps portion upon portion of heavily compacted snow (which quickly becomes rock-hard ice) in front of and on top of my poor, maligned mailbox. Then the government mail delivery service places notice upon notice inside my already stressed-out mailbox threatening to suspend my mail delivery if I don’t keep the snow clear of my box. Furthermore, the government mail delivery service informs me that my mail will not be available for pick up at the government mail dispatch facility (i.e. the post office) except in case of emergency.

So, now let me get this straight: The government has officially informed me that it is my fault that the government plow makes it impossible for the government mail delivery service to get my mail into my mailbox. Is that about right? Yea, I think it is. So the government not only creates a problem, it also blames it on me! Don’t you just love it? I suppose it’s also my fault that, with all of the taxes I am paying, the government somehow finds itself in debt year after year after year.

So I have a choice: I can either go to the mail dispatch facility (i.e. the post office) and plead to them that my Circuit City ads, Dell brochures, and miscellaneous credit card solicitations are “emergency” mail, and appeal to their good graces and common human decency to please let me have my mail; or I can give my mailbox a xanax, pull my boots up, and start chipping away at the 6 tons of snow and ice in front of and on top of my mailbox. Do you suppose I can bill the government for my time and effort on their behalf? Fat chance.

Knowing that in a game of chicken the government never looses, I will sadly resign myself to my fate. Just try to slow down a little as you pass me on the road when I’m out there playing in my snow pile. By the way, how is it that the government can manage to get that little notice into my mailbox, but can’t put the mail in there with it? Just more government efficiency, I guess.



  1. I just want the gov’t to know that I love the gov’t.
    I love the gov’t because it knows how to call itself democratic while clearly being socialist. I love the gov’t because the little games that it plays are currently benefitting me. I will, however, dislike the gov’t once I become one of its tax PAYING members.
    Because right now, I am sitting back and collecting the taxes that you…. yes YOU, are paying in. Basically, you’re taxes were just redistributed to me! So on behalf of myself and my children… thank you for your unwilling participation in this democratic… er, I mean socialist gov’t. THanks DAD, for paying your taxes! 🙂

  2. Glad to be of service. And, oh, I am not an unwilling participant. We have a voluntary tax system in this country, so I just volunteer to pay my taxes year after year as my way of doing my part to promote what Lyndon Johnson termed “The Great Society.” Yeah, shall it ever be. Amen!

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