One of my responses to quarantine in New York City, in my childhood home, alone, a significant trek from any of my friends, was to lasso my anxiety and put it to use. This included rallying behind USPS, by far my favorite federal agency. It is experiencing a dire financial crisis that, though exacerbated by the pandemic, was manufactured by the Postal Accountability and Enhancement Act of 2006, which, among other things, required it to fund pensions fifty years in advance. Distressed by the potential downfall of a sacred and iconic institution (which happens to be enshrined in the constitution), and my primary love language, I contacted the office of the Postmaster General (under the tenure of Megan Brennan, the first woman to hold the office) as well as all the major postal unions. Profusely thanked and told that hashtags help, admitting my own desperate thirst for socialization and purpose, I began photographing postal workers; when they consented, I posted their photos on Instagram. This is an ongoing project that has scratched multiple itches: my desire to serve, my inexhaustible appetite to defend what I love, and my deep need for human interaction, including an odd satisfaction in interfacing with strangers. Like so many good things, this is evolving, and seems set to birth bigger, better endeavors. One of my missions is removing the invisibility of the labor behind this beautiful infrastructure dedicated to human communication. If you're at all moved by any of this, please be sure to call your senators and implore them to provide USPS with emergency relief funding, and, long term, to overturn the 2006 PAEA and consider supporting long-term expansion of postal services, such as postal banking. Also, thank your postal workers! I've found they deny demur from cash tips but happily accept thank you notes and love tokens like homemade baked goods. The quote in the title comes from Rebecca Solnit's piece in the London Review of Books, "Diary: In The Day of the Postman." Postal fans are legion, and include a number of true good ones. I recommend reading all Eileen Myles' writing on the subject, as well as Danny Glover's recent op-ed in USA Today, which helps reveal how the attack on the postal service goes far beyond Trump's beef with Bezos - indeed, it's of a piece with his rabid racism and misogyny. It is for this reason that I feel comfortable allocating so much of my energy toward something most people take for granted during the uprising (in which I am also actively participating): I see USPS as nothing less than one of the last active bastions of true, positive American ideals.