Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats. –H.L. Mencken
I heard this story about immigrants trying to get driver’s licenses. The last line is sad, but applies not just to immigrants, but all of us.
BTW, the government loves that people think this way.
When he pulls his car back up to the DMV after the test, the examiner has good news.
“You’re going to go inside now and get your license,” she tells him.
After the paperwork, fee and photo, he’s handed the license.
“Wow, I got my license,” he says, gripping it in both hands and staring. “See, I’m a little speechless.”
The piece of plastic, he explains, is more than just the ability to drive without looking over his shoulder for police; it means having an identity.