Just this second determined that the Amazon reviews for “Snakes in Suits” was the wrong thing to get lost in.
How did that happen? I had looked up the origins of “going postal”, was led to a book on the subject of U.S. Postal Service violence and culture, then drifted off toward the ‘Snakes’ because it was viewed by a number of the same people. If you don’t want snakes in the corporate world, where do you want them?
Today I began the application process to become a postal worker myself, and I must say I have never encountered such a killer-friendly organization. Preferential consideration for veterans, the more active-duty the better, and they require that all males my age have registered with the Selective Service, a personal job app first.
I couldn’t remember if I had dodged that like I had wanted to, like my moral bone would have been proud of, or if I had registered and simply crossed my fingers that it wouldn’t lead to my getting drafted and shipped off, at which point I would have needed to shoot up my barracks in order to look myself in the mirror.
So I checked my status online, at the risk of putting myself on the radar, and for the benefit of potentially earning a $15 per hour job– and found that yes, I had registered. Can I claim rebel points for putting it off until the 25th day of 30 after turning eighteen? And will others get gung-ho points in the eyes of postal recruiters for registering on their eighteenth birthdays?
I don’t recall an allowance for ‘free thought’ in the conscientious objector exemption when it was relevant to my situation; seems the law is written more friendly today toward an individual who objects individually, rather than who cloaks himself as unthinkingly within a pacifist religion as a soldier letting the military do his thinking for him.
Making love and not war is all well and good, but for me the overarching belief has been that the question of who, if anyone, I should kill was a matter of too much importance to put in anyone else’s hands.
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