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American Idols (5)
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Numero Cinque: The Mailbox and Mailman
The television show, American Idol, is all the rage over here at the moment. New scandals and talking points are revealed each week as the contestants get weeded out and the blogosphere goes into paroxysms as the bloggers shout their preferences. But not this one. Glued to my computer, as I am, I've never even seen the show. And, to be honest, I care who wins about as much as I cared about the British version. When you're as old as I am, it doesn't really matter who will turn out to be the latest teen pop singer.
What I do care about is my own series of American idols: my attempt to encapsulate the American experience in a few defining sights that can only mean America. The last I did was on January 28th of this year, so the next is definitely overdue. I ask you, therefore, to consider the mailbox and its attendant, the mailman.
Everyone knows the American mailbox, that arched metal box with a flap at one end and a flag on the side, perched upon its post by the side of every driveway. Like the fire hydrant, we know it from countless movies, comics and cartoons, an ever-present companion to every suburban household. Here truly is a symbol of America, for you'll not see it anywhere else in the world.
There is so much more to it than meets the eye, however. That little red flag on the side, for instance; what's that all about? I have researched long and hard into this (I asked Kathy) and can now reveal the secret. In America the postbox for mailing letters is actually quite rare, being confined to high density residential areas of the big cities. Instead, a much more sensible idea has taken hold: they use the mailboxes of the houses for both incoming and outgoing mail. If you want to post a letter, just pop it into your mailbox and move the flag to the upright position. Then, when the mailman comes along, he will see the flag and know immediately that there is outgoing mail in the box. He collects it, puts in any mail he has for you, knocks the flag down again, and off he goes, back to the post office.
Isn't that a brilliant idea? And so sensible, so labor-saving and so obvious. Think of all the shoe leather that could be saved if those trips down to the postbox in Britain could be done away with. I was staggered by the simplicity and efficiency of the system when I first heard of it.
Now, those of you who remember the old days of trade union power may be thinking of the poor mailman at this point. How fair is it that he be expected to carry a load to the post office as well as from it, you may ask. But that question falls away when we look at the American mailman.
Forget old visions of the mailman trudging through the blizzard, muttering under his breath slogans like "The mail must get through". That is an outdated image. These days the mailman is supplied with a little van that he drives through streets, stopping at each mailbox.
And this van is something of an idol in itself. Imagine Postman Pat's little van, square and boxy, but painted white and with the flashy red and blue logo of the US Mail on the side. There you have the modern American mail van. And this van is unique in another way: it is the only right hand drive vehicle produced in the States. Why? Purely so that the mailman can drive down the right side of the street, doing his little transactions with each mailbox without ever having to dismount from his vehicle. In America, the job of mailman is a sedentary profession!
Oh the brilliance and wonder of it. I can only applaud the genius of the system and wonder why it has not been copied in other countries. And this is why I have decided to award the title of American Idol 5 to both the mailbox and the mailman; they are the essential parts of a whole system that is so American in its solution to delivery and collection of mail.
So let us stand and cheer these humble elements of a system that defines America so well. I give you, ladies and gentlemen, the US mailman and the mailbox!
I searched high and low for a decent picture of the cheeky little US Mail van but the best I could come up with was this.
And, finally, here's a question to consider: If a firetruck, police car, postal truck and ambulance - all with sirens blaring and lights flashing (except the mail truck, of course) - arrived simultaneously at four corners of an intersection, who would have the right of way? The answer can be found here.
Numero Cinque: The Mailbox and Mailman
The television show, American Idol, is all the rage over here at the moment. New scandals and talking points are revealed each week as the contestants get weeded out and the blogosphere goes into paroxysms as the bloggers shout their preferences. But not this one. Glued to my computer, as I am, I've never even seen the show. And, to be honest, I care who wins about as much as I cared about the British version. When you're as old as I am, it doesn't really matter who will turn out to be the latest teen pop singer.
What I do care about is my own series of American idols: my attempt to encapsulate the American experience in a few defining sights that can only mean America. The last I did was on January 28th of this year, so the next is definitely overdue. I ask you, therefore, to consider the mailbox and its attendant, the mailman.
Everyone knows the American mailbox, that arched metal box with a flap at one end and a flag on the side, perched upon its post by the side of every driveway. Like the fire hydrant, we know it from countless movies, comics and cartoons, an ever-present companion to every suburban household. Here truly is a symbol of America, for you'll not see it anywhere else in the world.
There is so much more to it than meets the eye, however. That little red flag on the side, for instance; what's that all about? I have researched long and hard into this (I asked Kathy) and can now reveal the secret. In America the postbox for mailing letters is actually quite rare, being confined to high density residential areas of the big cities. Instead, a much more sensible idea has taken hold: they use the mailboxes of the houses for both incoming and outgoing mail. If you want to post a letter, just pop it into your mailbox and move the flag to the upright position. Then, when the mailman comes along, he will see the flag and know immediately that there is outgoing mail in the box. He collects it, puts in any mail he has for you, knocks the flag down again, and off he goes, back to the post office.
Isn't that a brilliant idea? And so sensible, so labor-saving and so obvious. Think of all the shoe leather that could be saved if those trips down to the postbox in Britain could be done away with. I was staggered by the simplicity and efficiency of the system when I first heard of it.
Now, those of you who remember the old days of trade union power may be thinking of the poor mailman at this point. How fair is it that he be expected to carry a load to the post office as well as from it, you may ask. But that question falls away when we look at the American mailman.
Forget old visions of the mailman trudging through the blizzard, muttering under his breath slogans like "The mail must get through". That is an outdated image. These days the mailman is supplied with a little van that he drives through streets, stopping at each mailbox.
And this van is something of an idol in itself. Imagine Postman Pat's little van, square and boxy, but painted white and with the flashy red and blue logo of the US Mail on the side. There you have the modern American mail van. And this van is unique in another way: it is the only right hand drive vehicle produced in the States. Why? Purely so that the mailman can drive down the right side of the street, doing his little transactions with each mailbox without ever having to dismount from his vehicle. In America, the job of mailman is a sedentary profession!
Oh the brilliance and wonder of it. I can only applaud the genius of the system and wonder why it has not been copied in other countries. And this is why I have decided to award the title of American Idol 5 to both the mailbox and the mailman; they are the essential parts of a whole system that is so American in its solution to delivery and collection of mail.
So let us stand and cheer these humble elements of a system that defines America so well. I give you, ladies and gentlemen, the US mailman and the mailbox!
I searched high and low for a decent picture of the cheeky little US Mail van but the best I could come up with was this.
And, finally, here's a question to consider: If a firetruck, police car, postal truck and ambulance - all with sirens blaring and lights flashing (except the mail truck, of course) - arrived simultaneously at four corners of an intersection, who would have the right of way? The answer can be found here.