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My name is David Nelson, and I work for the IRS as a tax examining technician. I'm speaking out because our systems are incredibly outdated and not integrated, which handcuffs us. I'm not afraid of losing my career if it means I can help the American people and my colleagues at the IRS. We use a program called IDRS, dating back to the late 1960s. It significantly impacts our efficiency; it's absurd that the US tax system relies on such an old program. I've even created a solution as a hobby to improve things. Congress has been notified about this for years, and while the Inflation Reduction Act provided some funds, it was just a band-aid, not a real fix. I want to set an example for my children and do the right thing.

I hustle every day.

You are bankrupting the postal service through reputation alone. You are responsible for the fall of the postal service and its lack of accountability. No, Congress is responsible for the fall of the postal service. With all the AI and computer systems, you are worse than someone hand-delivering the mail. This is the response that the postmaster gave Congress when he doesn't like what he hears. He literally covered his ears and gave himself a grade of A. With that, I rest.

For me personally, this is the most meaningful Labor Day of my life as someone with four jobs. And so It's It's true.

You cannot give yourself an A grade. I just did. You can't grade your own paper. I've been to medical school. Congress is responsible for the postal service's issues, not me. I'm trying to fix it. With all the AI and technology available, your performance is worse than if I delivered mail on horseback. This is how the postmaster responds when faced with criticism—he covers his ears and gives himself an A grade. And with that, I rest.

I work in risk management at MBS. We package new products combining different ratings, but it takes too long. The assets are essentially mortgages, allowing us to take on more risk without notice. If these assets drop by 25%, we could lose more than our market value. The market is slowing down, and if it stops, it will be much worse. My job is to predict the future, but right now, I hear nothing but silence.

The video showcases the optical character reading machines used by the post office department. These machines can read 42,000 addresses per hour and sort mail based on different sort schemes. The process involves clerks feeding letter-sized mail into the input hopper, where the machines scan and read the addresses. The machines use a modulated beam of light to recognize individual characters by detecting distinctive features. The recognized characters are stored in a magnetic drum memory for comparison with incoming or outgoing addresses. Once the addresses are matched, the mail is directed to the appropriate sorting receptacle. This automated process is mainly used for business mail and helps expedite the processing and dispatching of mail.

You bankrupted the postal service through your reputation alone. You are responsible for its fall and the lack of accountability. That is not true, the postal service is growing and Congress is responsible for the fall of the postal service. I am trying to fix it. On your watch, with all the AI and computer systems, the postal service has gotten worse. You're worse than if I took a horse and delivered it two miles down the road. This is the response that the Postmaster just gave Congress when he doesn't like what he hears. Literally covered his ears and gave himself the grade of A.

The speakers discuss mules delivering mail to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and whether this system should be modernized. They then discuss the postal service, stating that many people don't realize there's a law requiring the post office to have a balanced budget. Since 2007, the postal service has reportedly lost money almost every year. According to the speakers, additional regulations put in place around that time crippled the postal service and put them on a bad path. They believe the postal service is stuck in the past and losing money. While they appreciate postal employees going to the hardest parts of the country, they think the postal service can be modernized and become profitable.

I'm David Nelson, a tax examining technician at the IRS. I'm speaking out because our systems are antiquated, specifically the Integrated Data Retrieval System (IDRS) from the 1960s. It drastically hurts our efficiency. The entire US tax system relies on this outdated, command-code driven program, similar to an older version of MS-DOS. I even created a solution in my free time to address this, but can't use it without permission. Congress has been aware of these issues for years, but the funding provided is just a band-aid, not a real fix. I'm risking my career because I want to help the American people and my colleagues at the IRS. I want to set an example for my kids. I'm doing what I can to protect others and do the right thing.

The matrix represents chaos within order. I experienced their disorder, feeling like a broken entity amidst destruction. My employer is a reflection of this struggle, navigating through challenges like a robot operating within a machine.

I've got a lot of work to do and I'm working seven days a week to get it done. I took a 10-day break because I wasn't satisfied with how things were going, but now I'm back and ready to work. I asked for some tasks, and after waiting for 30 minutes, I finally got a little bit of work. People talk about me because I took time off, but I'm here now and ready to contribute. I plan to stay until 7 o'clock to finish everything. There's a lot to do, and I'm focused on getting it done.

I work long hours until 4:45, waiting until age 57 to retire with a pension. Going back to the office on Mondays is tough. I have dental, but filling out forms is frustrating. I'm embarrassed about the price hikes on my rental in Ocean City. Cameras are required for today's meeting. I waste my life waiting for a verification code. It's hard to check my 401k and my fudge round supplier doesn't take Apple Pay anymore. My job could be done by one person. Living in the real world is harder than you think. I have healthcare, but it's scary. I only have a few weeks left to open and roll. The new boss just snaps his pen. They want us back on Tuesdays too. We're just like you.

Work for the department of justice. Been there, like, twenty three years. I'm an analyst. I'll be acting deputy chief of our office for a few months starting next week. I work closely with all the federal law enforcement agencies and the US attorney's offices As a gospel. The prosecutors and stuff. The thing is it's what you're saying because I do deal with so many of the agencies, like the Bureau of Brisons, the Marshal Service, the FBI, US attorney's offices. It's like

To the White House, we say no. No to dismantling the postal service. Solidarity forever. Thank you.

I work 7 days a week and took 10 days off because I wasn't happy with how things were going. But now I'm back. At Fulton County, there's a bonus registration happening. Can I have some work? It's been 30 minutes. That's all you give me? I'll give you a 5. I come to work and people talk about me.

Since March 1996, my workdays have been mostly empty. It's not that I don't want to work; they won't let me. Taxpayers are covering my generous paycheck of about a hundred thousand a year to do nothing. So, what do I do all day? I've managed to publish a couple of books, some short story fiction, and a little non-fiction writing. With all that free time, I've become a successful mystery writer. I even joined a health club near the office just to break up the day. Oddly enough, I've been getting good job reviews. I guess I'm good at doing nothing.

The speakers discuss the flow of ballots and the involvement of a company called Runback. Trucks delivering ballots arrived on the third, then the fourth, and the fifth, continuing for days. The last day of the speaker’s involvement was the tenth, and trucks were still coming in. The ballots were coming from Runback, a company that does high‑speed scanning and printing of duplications, and the speaker mentions military ballots being produced or processed by Runback, though there is uncertainty about exactly what Runback was doing. When asked whether the ballots were printed or scanned off-site, the speaker is unsure. It is stated that all the high‑speed scanning occurs at Runback, and that those ballots go to Runback. There were no observers at Runback, and the speaker had not been called to work there. The question is raised about whether the scanning was done on-site at the Maricopa County structure, but the response indicates that scanning was not on-site and occurred at Runback where there are very high‑speed scanners. The question of whether Dominion equipment was involved is addressed: the ballots being scanned were not related to Dominion. The purpose of scanning the ballots in advance of tabulation on Dominion equipment is then explained: they were duplications of ballots that would not read through the tabulation machines, specifically ballots that came in from military and overseas. However, the speaker notes there were more ballots than just those, with trays of ballots being brought in, and uncertainty remains about where the rest were coming from. The speaker suggests that the remaining questions about the sources of these ballots should be answered by the county employees. In summary, the discussion centers on: a sequence of ballot deliveries over several days; Runback handling high‑speed scanning and duplications off-site; uncertainty about whether ballots were printed or scanned and by whom; the absence of observers at Runback; scanners used were not Dominion; the purpose of off-site scanning was to duplicate ballots that wouldn’t read through the tabulation machines, including military and overseas ballots; and unresolved questions about the origin of additional ballots, which require explanation from county staff. The exchange ends with a note that the remaining questions about the ballots’ origins are for the county employees to explain.

I work long hours until 4:45, waiting until I'm 57 to retire with a pension. Going back to the office on Mondays is tough. I have dental coverage, but filling out forms is frustrating. I'm embarrassed about the price hikes on my rental in Ocean City. I waste my life away with verification codes and can't even check my 401k. My fudge round supplier doesn't take Apple Pay anymore. It's a shame. I wish I could wake up and not have to do my job. Health care is good, but I'm scared about the details. I have limited time to open and roll my pledge. They want us back on Tuesdays too. It's exhausting. We're just like you.

Every morning at 6 AM, you wake up to your alarm, alone. Some jobs treat workers like slaves. The boss's favorite employees get the spacious spots, while the least liked get small cubicles or end up in the basement. It's a safety compensation and you're just skating by, always waiting for that paycheck. But after twelve months, you still haven't been paid. Here's an optimistic way of thinking: If you're late today, you're just earning time for tomorrow. Most nine-to-five jobs are tough because the job description doesn't match the actual work.

I hustle every day.

I'm a recidivist mail thief and burglar, and my crime spree in the Chicago area involved breaking into mailboxes with counterfeit keys. My partner, Andrew Kirkpatrick, and I were initially arrested but released, leading us back to stealing. However, postal inspectors, including Inspectors Nugent and Ragland, tracked us down using surveillance videos and facial recognition, even after my second arrest and release. Finally, in February 2024, we were arrested again, and this time, we weren't getting out. A search of my hotel room revealed stolen items, keys, locks, credit cards, and mail. Kirkpatrick pled guilty to burglary and received probation. I pled guilty to 19 burglaries, victimizing around 260 postal customers, and was sentenced to nine years in prison. Postal inspectors don't stop working, even arresting other mail thieves on Christmas Eve.

I impress on the steppers and don't need smoke. Crushing this streak, pushing a big body, smoking packs on packs, falling asleep.

I'm David Nelson, a tax examining technician at the IRS. I'm blowing the whistle on our outdated systems like the Integrated Data Retrieval System (IDRS) from the 1960s. It's command code driven, like MS-DOS but older, and it severely hinders our efficiency. I've even created a potential solution in my free time, a centralized inventory system to replace IDRS, but there are many approvals to get through to use it. Congress knows about these issues, but the "fixes" have been mere band-aids. IRS employees are generally discouraged from speaking out, but I'm not afraid to lose my job. I want to set an example for my kids, to show them the importance of doing the right thing, even when it's scary. My job is to ensure a fair and just tax system for the American people.

I'm a government worker, and since March 1996, my workdays have been empty. It's not that I don't want to work, but they won't let me. Taxpayers are covering my generous paycheck of about a hundred thousand a year to do nothing. So what do I do all day? I've managed to publish a couple of books, some short story fiction, and a bit of non-fiction writing. With all that free time, I've become a successful mystery writer and more. I even joined a health club near the office just to break up the day. I guess I'm good at doing nothing.