Door to door.
One of the ways I atone for the sins of addiction is by doing public service. Usually I go help at the Amherst Survival Center, but today I did something different. I went and passed out flyers for my local neighborhood council announcing an upcoming meeting where citizens surrounding the county fairgrounds can discuss proposed revisions to the area. I did this by leaving at people's houses the following flyer.
I don't know that much about the issues involved nor do I much care about them. I am, however, no stranger to the act of leafleting. Years ago, when this website was the print publication The Baystate Objectivist I was always going around with copies in my hand passing them out to everyone I met. People used to say what a good gig I had as the publisher of a popular zine, but in reality I often felt like a glorified paperboy.
In any case, as I went about alerting the citizens of Northampton of their civic duty, I brought my camera along in case I came upon anything of interest. This being Northampton, of course I did.
I like this cow-covered mailbox.
Also cool is this Donne/Hemingway inspired door mat.
Postal workers are employees of the Federal government. This resident wants government workers to know what's on her mind.
I sometime regard trees as observers of our lives, but this is ridiculous.
You can't get stoned on the mushroom because the mushroom is made of stone.
1 comment:
Did the moonbat think the postal worker reports directly to Bush? "Hey, Mr. President, I got a complaint today from a resident in Northampton." Unbelievable.
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