Tuesday Hatred: Giving the law
I was recently, for several days, elsewhere from where I normally am; during that time I had occasion to read some old Calvin & Hobbes trips, collected in Something under the Bed is Drooling and Revenge of the Baby-Sat. Thus I was unusually well positioned to have my hatred incited when I saw, driving back towards my customary abode, a sticker, on the back of a car which was in front of me for a stretch (a Chevrolet Suburban, license #4WEJ498), which depicted Calvin kneeling before a cross and praying. What kind of person is moved to display such a decal? A fan of the strip? Far be it from me to deny that there might be religious fans of C&H, even fans whose religion runs mostly to religiosity, but any such person, if really a fan of the strip, would surely know that little could be more counter to its spirit than a decal like that. But if not a fan, why Calvin? Just to spit in the eye of random strangers on the road? What a dick.
At least, to the driver’s credit, it didn’t take him too long to turn on his lights while driving in the rain, something that an unaccountably large number of hateful idiots did not do at all, even though visibility was, at times, very poor. (I was driving in front of one, whose lights were off, as we entered an area demarcated even in dry times by signs advertising that it was a daytime headlight area. Did this person turn on his or her headlights? No.)
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