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how do you really feel: bumper sticker sighting
I love Ann Arbor, my hometown. I keep telling myself to make a list of the most out there bumper stickers. Like the one that said simply F*** Bush, only without the euphemism symbols. Just like that. I drove up close to make sure my eyes weren’t deceiving me, but no, there it was: live and in livid color. Being a boomer, I remember the visceral hatred that many felt for the President during the Vietnam war. LBJ, remember, decided not to run for a second term. And Nixon was not a beloved figure. But never the likes of that bumper sticker with the two four letter words stacked on top of each other. Whoah.
February 9th, 2008 at 8:00 am
There seems to be something strange in the air. I’ve done some testing in my lab and found it to be a rare chemical compound which I’ve named A2B3. (Ann Arborites Bi#@hing By Bumpersticker) One symptom is for the afflicted to leave the comforts ones couch and apply adhesive clad vinyl to ones vehicle. Sadly, in advanced stages, no further symptoms occur. The form of the symptom range from complaining about the environment, as my hybrid is better than your SUV… to abortion, as a woman should have the right to choose but I’m one of the good ones… to education, as I did my part getting my kids on the honor role, what happened with your kid.
The only known therapy is to put the words into action and let the actions do the talking. Once this happens the vinyl will be seen for what it really is and can easily be removed.
When loving… love all.