this might not have happened, but don’t ya wish it had?

H/T to Jim Miller for this.

I don’t actually believe this was mailed anywhere except email but, it would be nice to believe it’s true.

True or false, I found it funny.  And I sure needed something to laff at after reading the very depressing story posted by Drew yesterday, with regard to Confederate parks being renamed.  What’s next?  A ban on the word Confederate?

Is my country worth returning to anymore?  I mean, so if I could get away from here, return home to the USA, would I be able to tell the difference?
Ignore the brief rant please. Just upset by that story.  That isn’t something I’ll be able to get over soon if ever.  I’m still in mourning over the loss of our proud Stars and Bars in public places, just to suck up to race bandits on the left.  May they rot in hell.


Dear Mrs. Ms. Or Sir: I’m in the process of renewing my passport and still cannot believe this. How is it that Radio Shack has my address and telephone number and knows that I bought a cable TV from them in 1987 (23 years ago), and yet, the Federal Government is still asking me where I was born and on what date. For Christ’s sake, do you guys do this by hand? Ever heard of computers?

My birth date you have in my social security file. It’s on EVERY income tax form I’ve filed for the past 30 years. It’s on my Medicare health insurance card and my driver’s license, it’s on the last eight damned passports I’ve had, it’s on every stupid customs declaration form I’ve had to fill out before being allowed off the plane for the last 30 years. And it’s on all those census forms that we have to do at election times. Would somebody please take note, once and for all, that my mother’s name is Maryanne, my father’s name is Robert and I’m reasonably confident that neither name is likely to change between now and when I die.

Between you and me, I’ve had enough of this bureaucratic bullshit!  You send the application to my house, then you ask me for my #*&#%*& address. What is going on? You must have a gang of bureaucratic Neanderthal morons working there! Look at my damn picture. Do I look like Bin Laden? And “No,” I don’t want to dig up Yasser Arafat, for shit sakes. I just want to go and park my ass on a sandy beach. And would someone please tell me, why would you give a damn whether I plan on visiting a farm in the next 15 days? If I ever got the urge to do something weird to a chicken or a goat, believe you me, I’d sure as hell not want to tell anyone!

Well, I have to go now because I have to go to the other end of the city and get another #*@&#^@*@ copy of my birth certificate, to the tune of $100. Would it be so difficult to have all the services in the same area so I could get a new passport the same day? Nooooo, that would require planning and organization. And it would be too logical for the @&^*^%@% government. You’d rather have us running all over the place like chickens with our heads cut off. Then, we have to find some asshole to confirm that it’s really me in the damn picture - you know, the one where we’re not allowed to smile.
Hey, you know why we can’t smile? We’re totally pissed off!

Signed- An Irate Citizen.

P.S. Remember what I wrote about getting someone to confirm that the picture is me? Well, my family has been in the United States of America since 1776. I have served in the military for something over 35 years and have had security clearances up the ying yang. However, I have to get someone important to verify who I am - you know, someone like my doctor....WHO WAS BORN AND RAISED IN INDIA! And you assholes want to run our health care system?????

Posted by peiper    United Kingdom   on 02/07/2013 at 10:54 AM   
  1. Our son is handicapped - so he is still on our insurance and has been declared a Medically Dependent Adult Child. Well the first one was at 16 right after he was injured, then we had to file all the paperwork again, when he was 18 (he was now an ‘adult’) then it was to be every 4 to 5 years (depending on whim of those involved) for the rest of his life. Our one at 21 was much like this letter. He has been in DEERS (the Military’s ‘benefits’ data base) - since he was born - but alas, we had to provide his birth certificate and a copy of a signed statement from the local office - that indeed he was in DEERs (like it changed from 3 years prior, or 5 or 7 or even at all during his previous 21 years). But then it got worse. He’s been medically declared handicapped by both the Military and the state (he gets a handicap placard and SSI) - and we are required (every time) to submit the medical records - as to his handicap and current medical treatment - but get this. The OH moron (Cleveland) - wanted the information verified by an ADULT - like our neighbor - even though all of it was signed by DOCTORS.

    We went back to do it again - all the same paperwork, same song and dance (again) - and same moron in 2011 - and she was up to form - did not want anything printed front to back - so we had to re-mail the papers on separate sheets. Yada, yada, yada, but when we went in for the actual ID card - big surprise - we no longer have to jump through the hoops anymore - well, not anymore, just not for a very long time - he’s good until he’s 65. And I can remember one guy doing the same song and dance and complaining that his son wasn’t going to get better - he was 70 and his son was 50 - and he’d been doing this crappola since his son was born!

    In addition to that - the BMV is just as obtuse - we have to get his placard replaced every whatever number of years - and of course that is paperwork, again signed by a doctor. The local person did not want to accept it - as the doctor had not put a end date this is for a ‘permanent’ placard not a temp one. He was so angry when I went back - that he wrote - PERMANENT AS IN FOREVER.

    Gotta love bureaucratic weennies - they have risen to the height of incompetence.

    Posted by wardmama4    United States   02/07/2013  at  02:55 PM  
  2. Nuff Said.

    Posted by Rich K    United States   02/07/2013  at  09:13 PM  
  3. Kind of like the clearance I get every year to work with the elderly and children.
    The exact thing, but EVERY year I have to fill out a form with every address I have lived at and the names and ages of everyone I lived with for the last 35 years.
    What the hell? They can’t just store said info into a computer and have me a send an update every year?
    I could just be a smart ass and send in the crew rosters of the barracks I lived in in boot camp and the crew lists of the frigate and Battleship I lived on in the Navy. I bet they would be tickled pink over that one.

    I finally just photocopied the last one and put it in my files. Stupid buggers. Would be too little work for me to send them a letter stating; “Hey guys, haven’t changed shit in the last 365 days!”

    Don’t get me started on the yearly police checks for my hazmat endorsement on my CDL.

    Guess a lot of terrorist make sure their paperwork is in order before they get tankers loaded with volatile materials…

    Posted by Doctor DETH    United States   02/08/2013  at  03:15 AM  
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