Here's a question: if they could go to all that trouble to come to my house, pick up the letter, carry it down to the P. O., power a machine and one or more humans determine the postage was insufficient, then let a human kindly notice there was no return address, tear open the envelope containing my important business correspondence (to find my address hidden inside), and lug it back here to my house, why couldn't they just have dropped it over on the doorstep of the city office to which is was bloody well addressed?
Oh, sure, I suppose that would encourage people to drop things in the mail without bothering to pay the USPS at all. But why do we really need stamps in the first place? You can already buy, for the cost of minimum first-class postage, envelopes have that postage printed on them. Why aren't all envelopes like this? Then I could always count on something getting across town undisturbed, and the person who so painstakingly opened my letter could be compensated for that time.
No, instead we face that recurring question of LOVE vs Women in Journalism vs Great Black Scientists. Hmph.
