another letter..

Dear Master of the Internet and Retail Therapy.

I wanted to express my disappointment in your ill planned services. While I am very grateful for the ability to order hoodies with whatever I want on them from a sweatshop in Brooklyn and pretty much purchase a ticket to circumnavigate the globe should my credit limit be enough, I have notice a few discrepancies.

It's not that you can order and pay for sex over the Internet. Or that you can have Gap clothes, flowers, or dried monkey penis from Asia delivered to your door, all very lovely. Even furniture and bed sheets from LL Bean can be procured. What I find so mildly alarming is that food is a shear no go. You can not pay for a pizza on line with a credit card and have it delivered without actually being at the destination. Flowers from Chile where children bleed hourly from thorns dipped in pesticide- yes. Pizza in Edmonton- No.

Could you fix this, please? Thanks ever so..

Jill