The Census Man Cometh

John Seiler

5/17/2010

While working on an article at my home desk on May 14, at about 6 pm I heard a knock on my door. UPS? FedEx? Nope. Not expecting anything. And too late. Might have been some kid selling candy for a school function.

I turned off the music and walked over to the door. “Who is it?”

“Census.”

I had been dreading this moment since the day months ago I decided, again, not to fill out the government’s snoopy form. Also, there have been recent reports, even one I read earlier the day of the knocking, of violence by Census takers against citizens.

“Not interested.”

“But you have to!”

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Not interested.”

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