This week, the U.S. Postal Service announced that they want to cease delivering mail on Saturdays. Which may not seem like a big thing to those that live outside of the U.S., such as Great Britain. No Saturday delivery there. Or to the masses that rarely, if ever use that slow-moving, antiquated form of communication.
I regularly use the internet to communicate as well as to pay bills and even shop. Never mind the fact that mail has been delivered on Saturdays since Abraham Lincoln was our president... There is a segment of the population that does NOT reside in urban areas. We rural folks are dependent on mail delivery for a variety of reasons. In Hawaii, U.P.S. and Fed Ex services are much more costly than on the Mainland. Which has something to do with being almost 3000 miles away from anything, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, I'm sure.
The realist in me understands the dire situation the postal service finds itself in. It is, after all, an albatross and may well be doomed.
That is an all-too-familiar outcome, especially when it has anything to do
with our bloated government institutions. Personally, I am still a fan of snail mail. I write letters and send cards-something I've enjoyed since I learned to take pen to paper. Mail requires more forethought and effort, which may well mean something to those receiving it. Or not.
I am beginning to understand the way my elders felt, when they voiced their disdain at the unstoppable progress surrounding them. Yep, I'm officially an old timer.