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Postcards from the Last Six Months

I spent most of this afternoon sorting through the gigantic pile of postcards that I had accumulated for the past six months. I have a system for sorting–first I sort by size. This makes it easier for me to put protective plastic sleeves on them without switching between different sizes with every other one. Then I sort them again by country and file them accordingly in boxes. Below, I’ve documented some of my progress. (This is also in a Twitter thread.)

The stack:

Austria:

Australia:

Belgium:

Belarus:

Brazil:

Canada:

China:

Czech Republic:

Estonia:

Finland:

France:

Germany:

Great Britain:

Hong Kong:

Hungary:

Indonesia:

Ireland:

Israel:

Italy:

Japan:

Lithuania:

Luxembourg:

Macau:

Netherlands:

Norway:

Poland:

Portugal:

Russia:

Spain:

Switzerland:

Taiwan:

Ukraine:

USA:

Postcard #47 – A Visual Metaphor That Doesn’t Quite Work

There was something about this postcard that was bothering me and it wasn’t because there are grenades on it. And then today, I realized what it was. The locks are drawn on. If you really want to stop war, you’re going to metaphorically put REAL locks on those grenades. Or maybe not even make them in the first place. But if you’re just going to draw the locks, any idiot could come by and pull the pin and we’d all be goners anyway.

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Postcard #28 – A Random Smiling Kid

Is it just me, or does the sender have really good handwriting for a twelve year old? Or is it that there are a lot of grownups out there who write worse than a twelve year old? I don’t think my handwriting was all that great when I was twelve, but then again, it’s quite possible that I’m not remembering correctly. I don’t have any handwriting samples from back then to compare. However, I do know that by the time I got to high school, my handwriting had pretty much ossified into its current form.

Anyways, the most interesting thing I find about this postcard from Ukraine is that it depicts the country’s traditional dress. Some countries can do this and everyone immediately thinks, “Ah, it’s that country,” without further question. Which makes me wonder, what’s the national dress for the United States? I don’t think America has one. There are so many ethnicities and subcultures in this country that it’s pretty much impossible to pick one to represent everyone.

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