Thoughts on Bumper Stickers

I've always been against plastering your car with bumper stickers. I sort of think, "I don't care what your opinion on ..... is, and I assume you don't care my thoughts on...". Beyond that, I find them tacky. I would never muck up my car with anything other than my classy longhorn silver decal.

In an earlier post I mentioned a bumper sticker that was the final straw in my move inside the loop, a fire under my ass sort of thing. It read, "If you can read this, thank a teacher. If you can read this in English, thank a soldier." Anyone with mild intelligence understands that this actually doesn't make any sense. What war are you referring to? With Mexico? whhaaa?

So the other day while driving around Rice Village (my supposed "niche") I find myself behind a rather large black pick up truck with a bumper sticker that read as follows. "Keep Honking. I'm Reloading".

Keep. Honking. IM. RELOADING. Are you kidding me? Excuse me guy in camo jacket and hat, are you ensuing that you will SHOOT me if I honk at you? What if it's a friendly honk, like, "woah don't back out I'm behind you" or "excuse me kind sir, the light has turned green and you are screwing around on your cellular". Bullet through my windshield. instant death.

I thought this was my safe haven from ignorant assholes with terrifying bumper stickers? I've come to realize there is no haven, only an understanding that there are assholes everywhere.

I'll tell you one thing for sure, next time I feel the need to lay on my horn I'll think twice.