Sometime last year, we started getting mail for a Hrishikesh Samant at our home. We have been at this address for nine years and the people who lived here before were not so named either. I thought it would be an easy matter to Google the name and perhaps trying to contact him. No such luck; there seems to be at least a geology and/or zoology professor in Mumbai, India and a GIS expert in the US. Here's a video of one of them. Or maybe it's all the same guy. But it doesn't explain while mail, including utility bills, cable bills, and items of the sort started arriving at our door in that name.
So I decided that perhaps I should contact the authorities to see if someone was trying to perpetrate some fraud in Mr. Samant's seemingly good name(s). I contacted the postal authorities. They told me to just return to sender. After three or four months, the mailings have seemed to stop.
Now we are getting mail for Gwen Powell. It's all what we would consider junk mail. Moreover, we at least have a theory about how we came to get "Gwen's mail". My wife's given surname, her "maiden name" if you will, is Powell. A C and a G have similar structures; the line of the G plus ar could be construed as a w, I suppose. In cursive, o and e both have loops. I need to contact these vendors to get "Gwen" off their mailing list.
There was a story this week in the local paper about an a 11-year-old boy who pedaled his bicycle into the path of a car and later died. Very sad story made worse by the fact that he waited 25 minutes for an ambulance to arrive. Someone on Twitter commented that the fact that the driver of the car wasn't ticketed was tantamount to getting away with "murder", and used that specific word.
Now few people complain more about how irresponsible car drivers are vis a vis bicyclists than I do. I got a broken rib about 50 weeks ago from trying to avoid a car running through a traffic light. But the facts in the case - the boy's bike hit the passenger-side door - suggests that the boy either didn't see the car, had his brakes fail or some other circumstance. In any case, the driver, who will undoubtedly be traumatized for a long time, doesn;'t need apparently unfounded claims of murder bandied about.
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