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Y'know...when I was a little girl, my favorite uncle used to pinch his thumb between his first and middle fingers, wave it in front of my face, and gleefully proclaim "Gotcher nose!" After about a hundred repeats of this stunt, I became wise to the fact that my nose was, indeed, still on my face and my uncle merely had hold of his own thumb.
You'd think a few hundred grown-up government representatives would figure this out at some point...