The questions: who are those people with a ton of bumper stickers on the back of their car advocating peace, love and marijuana? Why do they cover the car’s rear end with slogans like: no justice, no peace; Bush Lied People Died; and arms are made for hugging? Are they merely weirdos, communist sympathizers, or worse, soccer fans? And who the hell are those bands they’re promoting?
Who cares? Just pass those East Side organic vegetarian unwashed hippy wannabes on the right, pull in front of their piece of junk 1970s hatchbacks, and let them get a full view of your gas guzzling SUV with the “I love animals, they’re delicious” bumper sticker. Let them get a close look at the NRA sticker in your rear window. And remember, you are far more likely to vote than they are.
