M'Ludd

So I get this envelope in the mail, and it is curiously not a bill or a solicitation for a credit card. It is from my mother, and inside is a page torn from the August 31 issue of the Boston Globe Magazine, a pretty funny mock-pro-Luddite rant. Here's the kicker: it cost her 42 cents to mail and took a few days to get here. I went to the Boston Globe site, did a quick search, and can link to it immediately, right now, for free. Heh.