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Postmaster General Frank opposes any move to end the Postal Service's monopoly on first-class and third-class mail. Private firms, he argues, are no substitute for a universal postal service, since they tend to skim the cream off the market, serving well-to-do customers in urban areas but ignoring people in thinly populated regions. Frank admits that the Postal Service could do a better job. One way to help it do so, he says, is increased capital spending to expand facilities and modernize antiquated equipment. If Congress makes that investment possible, Frank is convinced, postal workers...
...campaign this Christmas to protest Pretoria's state of emergency, the minersqit week were far more interested in travel than in politics. At the Booysens train station in southern Johannesburg, 1,000 workers, some still in hard hats, others stripped to the waist, waited for three hours before the third-class carriages pulled in. A few dipped bread into tins of stew, washing it down with drafts of Lion beer and Viceroy brandy. Most were sprawled alongside mountains of suitcases and possessions, including sewing machines, stereos, furniture, even motorcycles. Vendors picked through the crush, hawking overpriced watches and brightly colored...
Since the U.S. Post Office Department became the semiautonomous U.S. Postal Service in 1971, the cost of mailing a first-class letter has gone up about a penny a year. Right on schedule, the service announced last week that a one-ounce letter, which has cost 200 since November 1981, will require a 220 stamp starting next February. The cost of sending postcards will go from 130 to 140, second-class mail like magazines will rise 14.2%, bulk-rate third-class 13.8%, and parcel post...
...only be economical if recognized as forced labor. Farther down the river, at Wanxian, a young woman stevedore, of the same age as the oscilloscope workers, bends and stoops; all her muscles quiver as she heaves and finally lifts two huge buckets of pig livers for the third-class passengers. She staggers, makes it, totters up the gangplank. She is followed by other young women, beasts of burden, staggering under the bales, the cartons, the loadings of the vessel. I am pleased to watch them revolt, screaming, shaking fists at the forewoman who commands them. But next morning...
This situation proves that the government's policy of trying to build up a core of urban Blacks as a buffer against Black revolution cannot succeed. Even the most privileged Black can never forget that he is a third-class citizen. Every Black must live in one of the Blacks-only areas, all of which are miserable. Every Black must carry at all times a dark blue pass book. Unless this little booklet bears a stamp authorizing the holder to remain in white South Africa, he or she faces imprisonment or deportation to one of the so-called homelands, regions...