This snail-mail letter may become a collector’s item. As the digital age progresses, this method of
communication dwindles. It is a costly
system to operate and time consuming in its process. It is with that in mind
that I hereby create what I expect is history in the making.
Witness, if you will, a Postmaster General sitting at his
large mahogany desk, void of In Boxes and Out Boxes. Only a smattering of #2 pencils and one,
maybe two Bic pens laying silent in the absence of hustle and bustle. He has nothing to fill his days, in fact, he
spends the majority of his time sending emails to his cronies, who – unlike
him, have oodles to do and usually become annoyed at his electronic interruptions.
Even junk mail has evolved into unsavory bytes and non-magical
pixels, serving only to annoy and pop-up with the frequency of teenage acne.
Citizens, snail mail is a vanishing force, no longer capable
of pushing the envelope. It is up to us,
not to save it, but to simply enjoy its final flickers. Trust me, it will be stamped out before you
know it. The mailbox at the curb will slip
into the shadows of yesterday, ground up with old, recycled stump speeches and
promises of a better tomorrow.
Take action now. Print
and mail this to someone, anyone. Use that forever stamp before forever
follows the path of the Lifetime Warranty. Become a part of something bigger. Keep this letter in the air, if only to help
our Postal System go down with a fight.
Respectfully,
Ann Arkey
Before sending this letter back out
into the
world, mark it to keep track of its adventure.
Simply put it into a new envelope with every mailing.
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