Maybe it has been too long since I wrote about the Postal Service and their durn monopoly.
On the other hand, there is the Code of Honor – as captured by the iconic title of the 1979 book on the Washington press corps – Drunk Before Noon.
For better or worse, I’ve never been inclined to start the day with a Raging Bitch.
What about when the dog barks and the mailman sprays him in the face with Halt, then the owner smacks the dog upside the head with a rolled up newspaper for making too much noise? I’d say that dog is well on his way to winning a blue ribbon at the dog show if he can learn to quit all the damn barking.
Well, now, that certainly throws off the idyllic storyline…
For journalists, the angry letters to the editor are the equivalent of an attempted whack upside the head.
But for me, such letters are usually catnip.
“But for me, such letters are usually catnip.”
I’m sensing …. a challenge.