On the Subject of Bumper Stickers

The Blog, as you, my blogglitts know, likes bumper stickers.

Bumper stickers were "wall posts" before Facebook was invented.

The Blog's car has sported one sticker or another for years. Often political, sometimes, not. An Obama sticker today, a Batman logo before that.

In fact, The Blog's car currently rocks a "We are the 99%" sticker. In the next day or two, I will be peeling it off and replacing it with a nifty new one that I received in today's mail, that reads, "Not Republican."

(Because, in case you have not caught on... The Blog is SO not Republican!)

But, The Blog has a theory about bumper stickers.

Bumper stickers are like cats.

If you have one or two, that's fine. If you have a whole ass load of them, your sanity is in question.

Even though The Blog likes cats. And even if The Blog agrees with your political perspective.

                                                                          Like this dude.
Because, even if I agree with virtually everything expressed on the back of this car (and, I do!)...

Seriously. Not only is this guy (yes, The Blog is being sexist, assuming that the owner of this car is male, because he probably is) is coming off as the sort that writes in the margins of the letters that he sends to his Congressmen, he is, also, totally fucking up his paint job, when the time comes, win or lose, that he has to remove them.

All in all, not helping the cause.

The "take home" is this....

One or two bumper stickers. Three, max. Otherwise, you strain credibility. And, if you are on the right side of the argument, you need to be credible to represent.

And, The Blog is hoping that in the near future, he will capture photos of the three Tea Bagger's pick-up trucks that drive around the Los Angeles South Bay that look like fucking parade floats, and make the above photo look like a single cat owner!