I came across this bumper sticker today and identified it as a new favorite. Across many gender identities there is a common humanity.
I have no interest in nabbing the intellectual property of the person who designed this nifty sticker. If I were going to redesign it, however, I’d add the following text to […]
This morning, I came upon this bumper sticker while taking a walk:
I cannot for the life of me figure out what “defeat the purpose” means in the context of this bumper sticker. Can you help me out with this one?
“Religious beliefs aren’t reasonable!”
So said Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia on October 7, 2014 — and he said it as if this was a compliment.
Really, I’m not kidding. You can listen to Justice Scalia utter these words himself, in his questioning during arguments in the Holt v. Hobbs case this month: in […]
I often see bumper stickers I don’t agree with, but this might be the first bumper sticker I really don’t understand — the whole purpose of bumper stickers is to be understood, after all.
What do you put in a bale that has flakes? Not hay. Not cotton. Not anything else I can think […]
Every time I see this sticker on a car or truck in the United States, I roll my eyes:
“Gun Owner — No Bag Limit,” the “terrorist hunting permit” reads. There’s a pistol in the background. The message isn’t too subtle: thanks to the 2nd Amendment and gun ownership rights, those terrorists are on […]
A few days ago, I saw a bumper sticker in Central Maine that read, “Welcome to Maine… Now Go Home!” It didn’t take me too long to react emotionally to that statement; I hear some version of that sentiment almost every day living here in Maine. Whether it’s someone talking about what “real Mainers” would […]
If it weren’t for the agree-with-me-or-leave-the-country attitude of people who aggressively flap flags around, we might think better of that flag. Note the order.
I came across the following bumper sticker today, and it set me to thinking:
I can’t find where on the web one might actually buy the bumper sticker, but it’s helped me appreciate the importance of the lowly period. Consider:
Or is this placement more appropriate?
Num num num.
Seen in a local parking lot:
I won’t deny that we’re all sitting on a load of processed poo. But which parts of America were made by guns? The little divots on golf balls? The nooks and crannies of breakfast? Maybe potholes. And raise your hand if you actually favor losing your guts. Would […]
How do your arms reach the parking break?