Better Go Stick Up Your Car
I had a strange realization earlier today. I was driving home from the store and this little car pulls out in front of me. And he was CLOSE. Way to close to hitting me. And I started to get pissy, until I saw a Michigan State University sticker on his car, and I noticed I didn't care anymore that he almost crashed into me. WTF?
Just because we share a love of a state school (who sucks usually at every sporting event) I stopped getting pissed? Do bumper stickers carry THAT much responsibility? Do they have that much influence? I looked around and saw a car that had a sticker that had the Equal Rights Campaign equal sign logo on it and I thought to myself, "Hm, they could have actually crashed into me and I wouldn't care because they want equal rights for EVERYONE including gays, lesbians, etc." I used to have that same sticker on my car. I found myself liking that person in the car and I have NO IDEA who she was.
Why do we wear ourselves on the outside of our cars? Why do we want the entire world to know what bands we like or who we are voting for? I mean, thanks for the warning that if your horn is broken to watch for your finger. And congrats that your child is an honor student at his school. I am a little worried that your dog is your copilot and I'm sorry that you'd rather be fishing than stuck in traffic. And I don't really care that I'm close enough to your bumper to read that sticker that's complaining I'm too close.
My car has no stickers on it anymore. Now that I'm older I am finding myself painfully aware that when you emblem your car, it's kind of a permanent gesture. And I'm a little committment-phoebic right now. No drastic measures. I can't be sure that I will still love and adore any band/politician/charity/hobby in 6 months let alone 6 years from now. I am too scared to adorn crap like that to a hunk of machinery that costs a lot of money. I don't want to let everyone know what I like so quickly. I like a little mystery. I prefer to be secretive. I'm an enigma dammit!!!