Capitalism is a completely blockheaded thing. Imagine that a product existed and functioned perfectly, but not for the task for which it was theoretically designed. In a world where people thought, they'd notice that it was selling at about the right level for what it was doing, and they'd re-label it, since it was working 100% fine before, and keep selling it. Not in this world! My favorite mailing envelopes were designed for two VHS tapes (remember those?). People kept mailing videocassettes, so they kept selling them, for awhile. As it turns out, however, they're perfect for everything else as well. They open from the top, not the side, so you can cram more stuff in and crimp the label high on the receiving end of the sticky flap, meaning that you can cause the envelope to expand a great deal and put in books, tshirts, probably even fecal samples. You could fit six CDs in the damn thing. The padding was perfect, and it had the right size and right among of flex in the padding. But what happened? Some idiot, linear-thinking, thintelligent underman bureaucrat came along and observed sagely: "VHS tapes now account for less than six percent of the audiovisual market, which means that in place of this functional thing, we can afford another rack of scented desk-wipes which will make us exactly 0.02% more income per year." Feeling smug and brilliant for having done that, said bureaucrat - probably no longer a white male, now a 400-lb black lesbian - yanked my favorite envelopes from the shelves and replaced them with inferior products. This is progress. DEATH TO THE UNDERMEN.