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“Franklin, My Dear...” I Don’t Know What To Make Of You

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But I do give a damn.

Forgive me if I sound weary, but I spent yesterday at the DMV renewing my driver’s license. It’s a strange process in which if you don’t have an appointment you wait for hours (such as the woman who informed me, at 11:30am, that she had been there since 6:30am), but if you have an appointment, as I did, you waltz right in and only wait 2 hours.

The way DMV logic goes, to renew your license you don’t need to prove you can drive a car or that you understand the rules of the road.