[Somebody bothered to paint the Koch brothers? As stoic martyrs? They were probably paid, but still... where's your fucking dignity, man? Wait, is that like a carnival caricature? There should be roller skates.]
I generally think the idiom about a picture's worth compared to words is complete bullshit, but then I'm a writer. However, in this instance, it holds. This image demonstrates, better than any words, the contrast between the fractures that divide your reality from mine, versus the yawning expanse between either of ours and that belonging to the elite buffoons that own the damn world.
There is an issue pending regarding the budget for the USPS, which will have serious ramifications on those employed there -- which represent some of the last workers with benefits, and relatively strong unions in the entire country. Like many public services, it's been the whipping boy for conservatives looking to "cut back" on the same marginal group of real, working government-run systems, in favor of some nebulously "efficient" indeterminate private company, which is politico-code for "the guys who paid for my boat."