Sunday, March 9, 2003

— Letters (from) —
Dear Secretary of Transportation

Secretary of Transportation Norman Y. Minetta
400 Seventh St. SW
Washington, D.C. 20590

Dear Secretary Minetta,

I’ve been meaning to write you a letter for so long. It’s really an honor to correspond with you at all. You are the Secretary of the Department of Transportation. I drive the M5 bus in Manhattan. I wanted to write this letter to let you know that you are the best Secretary of Transportation that I’ve seen in a long, long time. You are way better than Former Secretaries William Coleman and Jim Hall. In fact, I’d go so far as to say that you are the best Secretary of Transportation since Samuel K. Skinner.

The reason that I write you this letter is simple. You are like a god in my household. I scan the papers each and every day just to see if your name is mentioned in the news at all. It seems as though the nation just doesn’t understand you as well as I do. I always abide the laws of transportation as well as I can. I never exceed the posted speed limits. I never transport Class B or C explosives across bridges, through tunnels or across state lines. When I am sailing within U.S. waters, I never illegally operate a casino or take bets on sporting events. When on an airplane, I always fasten my seatbelt according to federal regulations as they have been explained to me in the pre-flight safety lecture, as well as locate the emergency exit. Indeed, I always make sure to test my seat cushion as a flotation device in the sink that is provided in the bathroom. When it doesn’t function properly, I notify one of the uniformed crewmembers. When I see that other people are not abiding the laws that you and your department have seen fit to establish, I brutally beat them into submission. My fists are as big as turnbuckles. It is you, Norman Y. Minetta, that has inspired me to be a transportationally law-abiding citizen of these United States.

I wanted to let you know that I am doing all I can to follow the laws of your department. If it’s not too much trouble, can you send me an autographed picture? I’ve saved you a spot over my mantle, between former Treasury Secretary Lloyd Bentsen and former Secretary of Health and Human Services Donna Shalala.

Thank you,
Geoffrey Wolinetz

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