Dear Diary,
I was on my way home today I was stuck at a red light. It was a long red light so I did what most people do and read the bumper stickers of the car in front of me. This person had one large sticker that went across the trunk of the car. It read:
“Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons to them you are a crunchy treat to eat with ketchup.”
I had to read it at least twice because the first time I didn’t fully understand it. Three questions immediately came into my head: “Dragons don’t exist, so why would someone feel the need to advise others not to meddle in their affairs?”, “Even if dragons did exist what affairs do they have that humans would meddle in?”, and “Would dragons even like ketchup?”
Another thing that puzzled me about the bumper sticker was that the driver felt that they needed to display this “dragon tidbit” with the rest of the word. This got me thinking about other bumper stickers I have seen. Why do people feel the need to display a picture of Calvin pissing on the Chevy logo? Apparently they really hate Chevy, but why do they need to convey that information with the rest of the world?
When I was in high school I felt the need to display my love of punk rock* bands to the world by putting their stickers on my car. But I did that because part of being punk rock* is incorporating it into every aspect of your life, car included. I don’t really think ‘dragon loving” and “Chevy hating” are that way… how often do you see someone with “Chevy hating” shoes on or a “dragon loving” hair style.
I feel there are more constructive stickers people could put on their car, such as a large picture of themselves. I strongly believe this would cut down on road rage. When I drive I yell a lot to myself. Often if someone is driving slow I will yell at them (with my windows rolled up so they can’t hear), but I often find that when I pass them and realize it is a grandma driving I immediately forgive them and my blood pressure decreases. I strongly believe drivers would get less mad at me because when they saw my picture and realized I was a blond they would approach me with caution and not be surprised when I cut them off.
Then again, this idea could get a little dangerous, after all what if they used drivers licenses pictures. Those pictures might be worse to look at than Calvin’s obscene urinating.
Hugs and kisses till next time!
*the term “punk rock” is used loosely. At the age of 16 Blink 182 and Good Charlotte were considered “punk rock” to me.
Dear Diary 