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$15 and a Year of Jail

"The United States incarcerates more people than any other country in the world - bar far" (here's an excellent read about that). Today I got a first hand experience of that.

No, I'm not blogging from jail (though I would throw a pretty sick 'Free Az All' campaign online if I was)

A month ago I ordered a roundtrip to Jamaica station for a trip to Canada. Its cheaper and it means I don't have to wait in a line with luggage. Tickets arrive in 1-3 business days, usually.

So when they didn't show up for a month I called to ask them to refund me. I thought this would be straightforward but it isn't. Now, things get lost in the mail. Its impossible for every single envelope to be delivered successfully given the volume of mail USPS handles and the sometimes ragged appearance of the people walking around with the mail. So mine was one of those unlucky ones. Ok, they can grasp that concept, even though this a government company.

They send tickets in unmarked non-privacy (which means you can hold it against the light and see its a ticket in there) plain white envelope. 

A few days later I get a form. The usual regrettance-inconvenience schmitz part and then a form I have to send back. It just scared the wits out of me.

Essentially its a legal document that makes me swear that they're actually lost in the mail and I didn't get them. If I'm lying here, I'm lying to the government. There's a lot of the word 'perjury' sprinkled all over this thing. Swearing is alright, I guess. Its the penalties that really got me.

If it turns out, if the ticket that I don't have i.e. somebody else might, gets used, they can prosecute me and fine me $1000 and... send me to prison for a year.

A year.

That's a ridiculous penalty for cheating a railroad company out of $15. For one if the postman who nicked my ticket decided to use it, there's no way to track the person who actually used the ticket, all that's known is that someone used it, someone lied about getting it, someone needs to go to court.

Suppose these ridiculous threats are just deterrents? Well then, to the person who actually had their tickets lost in the mail and signs this thing for a refund, good guts you got there. I'd never sign this thing. Even if one would never end up being convinced and given a sentence, having to land up in court for such a thing is maddening in itself. They can keep their schmeasly $15.

Think about the loss they were to make if indeed someone did cheat them using this system (whichever mad person it would be). They're hauling an extra 60-100kg (on average) for a few miles. Trains can do that pretty ok without posing much of a severe threat to their operation or others' safety. This unlike people with knives and guns walking around who are the people who happen to go to prison too, like this man who cheated the government out of $15 (which isn't enough for more than a day's living in Manhattan)

Just another one of the tales that makes this country so fascinating to study. 

Azhar Chougle | www.azharc.com

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Comparisons, Analysis

Well, you haven't been hearing much from me have you.

 I've been tweeting once a day, skipping e-mails and not doing much at all in general, not bothering about all the complexities that have shown through on this blog in the past few months.

 It's because when you're back home it all changes back again. I don't need everyone to know what I'm upto because most of them are now a phone call (or a short drive) away. There's no ranting because I have lots of other interesting and fun things to do other than complain and think about things.

 Goodbye.

 Azhar Chougle | www.azharc.com

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Sleepy Hollows

Today I visited the quiet (too quiet, actually) village of Sleepy Hollows, an hour up the Hudson.

I walked straight into Sleepy Hollows Cemetery.

This was the first time I was walking in a large cemetery, and it was... well, scary, a little. It was a typical cemetery day, just like in the movies. Not a single person around. Not one. Large administrative buildings, cars, pickup trucks, all strewn around but not a soul in sight. Following winding paths with naked wretched trees creeping over both sides, you are surrounded only by graves in all directions. Tombstones, so textured, so seemingly brittle, with a rectangular patch of earth in their shadow. One long lost, a few feet below. The wind rustled the leaves on the ground, continuously. It was dim, faint shadows strewn across the paths in front of you. I couldn't concentrate on doing, what I came to the place for in the first place, to take photographs. Because, it was so quiet, you are so aware of yourself in this space, something that never happens in the city. I always turned around occasionally, just to see what was behind me. Large mausoleums with corroded doors just staring at you, wrought iron bars holding them back, almost waiting to burst at you with whoever has been laying there for decades. Fresh roses at the feet of gravestones... I couldn't imagine who came along and left them there. Its so quiet. Drops of rain. You come to a point where you are on the top of a hill, and you are surrounded by graves just flowing down the hill in every direction. Leaves still rustling away, continuously. Almost brushing my feet. Patches of sunlight traveling across the hillsides.

It was a surreal experience. I'll be posting photos soon.

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