On one side of this battlefront are all of those romantics, that still enjoy the experience of getting a hand-written letter in the mail, that like to see words travel physical space and time and like to touch and smell messages. Next to them, are thousands of postal service employees that know their livelihood is at risk, that protest and march with little hope while they continue to show up and work for an honorable and bankrupted institution. If I had to pick a side, this would be it and I believe taking sides is important in certain aspects of life.

On the other side, most probably not even realizing they are part of a deadly battle are the gmail, hotmails and yahoos of the world, along with the comfort of getting immediate responses and the low cost of this form of communication as our monthly Time Warner bill is amortized.

 

Last night the battle got violent. On my morning walk, I discovered a massacre on the street. Love letters, family announcements, invitations, bills, and who knows what else had been chopped to death. This time, the battle might have cost the war, and it didn't even make it to the morning news.