Out driving yesterday I pulled up behind a beat-up hatchback (it’s always a beat-up hatchback for some reason) plastered with several bumper stickers. I’m not really a big fan of bumper stickers and tend to regard them as rather gauche. But that doesn’t mean I’m above reading them – and I suppose they do have a certain countercultural charm (as long as it isn’t “My Child is an Honor Student at Bull Connor Elementary….”).
Anyway, first sticker read
“Don’t Believe Everything You Think.”
Huh. Kinda neat… I’ll have to remember that one for when I want to be cute at a dinner party…
“Don’t blame me. I voted for Gore.”
Heh, heh. Well, yeah… I’ve been feeling the same way myself for several years now…
Then the other shoe drops:
“Christianity – Raping, Pillaging and Murdering since circa 0032.”
Why do these people always come as a package deal?
And why does being a Democrat lately remind me of purchasing cable TV?