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A critically thinking curmudgeon whose goal, in addition to creatively venting about the imperfect world in which we live, is to induce critical thinking in others. The ultimate goal is to help bring about a peaceful world in which we can all live in freedom.

Monday, October 03, 2005


This is a disgrace. It’s bad enough that our troops in Iraq and their families had to buy this stuff in the first place. Now the war puppeteers/profiteers want to welsh on their promise to reimburse these poor suffering souls for the costs of what Uncle Sap should have footed the bill for to begin with. As I’ve said before, there’s a special place in hell awaiting the current ruling cabal, with the bridal suite reserved for the Smirking Chimp himself. Despicable!

She Did It (Thank God)!

Well, after Saturday morning’s debacle my daughter finally got her drivers’ license. A thousand pounds off my chest and woe unto the roads of Northern Virginia! In all seriousness, I’m proud of her. She must have taken my advice not to be nervous. I’m a bit nonplussed at her mother’s reaction though. As soon as I got in to work this morning after the newly-licensed driver dropped me off, I called my wife to tell her the good news. Her reaction was one of “you’re kidding! They really gave her a license?”

(ASIDE: Come on, Mom, show some pride in your daughter’s accomplishment. I know you didn’t think she was ready, but for heaven’s sake if it were left up to you she’d NEVER be ready! In fact, I don’t think there would be any other drivers on the road if you had your way. After all, you’re the only one who can do anything right behind the wheel. Besides, you refused to coach your daughter after she got her learner’s permit, claiming that your “nerves” couldn’t handle it. Probably just as well, since I could slice the tension with a knife when you were in the car. But anyway, it’s done, it’s over with, she’s a licensed driver now, and you should be damned glad that you don’t have to play chauffeurette to her anymore. So, quitcherbitchin’!)

For all of the horrendous service and attitude that DMVs around the country (and probably around the world) are known for, I want to take this opportunity to recognize a rare example of good customer service. My hat goes off to Mr. Mohammad Nurastani for his outstanding customer service at the West Fairfax DMV office (okay, I’m not wearing a hat, but you get the idea). Mr. Nurastani was friendly, helpful, efficient, and went the extra mile to process additional information that my daughter needed to obtain a handicapped placard. I will be contacting the customer service center boss this week to tell her that Mr. Nurastani deserves some special recognition and our sincerest thanks (another elderly customer told us that Mr. Nurastani was working the information desk the previous week and was especially helpful to her). If DMV were ever to privatize, Mr. Nurastani is exactly the kind of employee that would make an organization succeed through first-rate customer service. KUDOS!