My New Bumper Sticker
Yesterday my sister's chorus sang God Bless America at a semi-pro hockey game, and there happened to be some kind of Getty sponsorship going on. When we walked in, we were handed complimentary River Rats travel mugs, courtesy of Getty, and as my friend Breanna and I circumnavigated the arena repeatedly while waiting for our little sisters' performance and the game, we noticed a Getty table with free stuff!
Clearly I'm a socialist too, because I am not one to turn down free stuff. (Especially from oil companies. I mean, seriously.) Breanna and I pounced on the very exciting Getty yo-yos. And then I saw something else on the table that gave me pause. It was a pile of bumper stickers.
Bumper stickers? you might ask. What's so exciting about a bunch of crummy old bumper stickers?
They weren't very colorful.
The picture was simple, and I would not call it endearing.
The sticker wasn't ugly, no. But its appearance wasn't what got me thinking.
It wasn't really the slogan itself.
The slogan was nothing new.
It was nothing radical.
It wasn't particularly bold or exciting.
I'd seen it countless times before.
But what shocked me was my reaction. Generally, when I see slogans like this, I scoff. I avert my eyes. I smile politely if face-to-face with someone brandishing it. Even my desire for free stuff is rarely able to overcome my desire to not own things that say this.
Things have changed. Yesterday, I was downright proud to mooch the sticker off the Getty people.
It reads "Proud to be an American."
Clearly I'm a socialist too, because I am not one to turn down free stuff. (Especially from oil companies. I mean, seriously.) Breanna and I pounced on the very exciting Getty yo-yos. And then I saw something else on the table that gave me pause. It was a pile of bumper stickers.
Bumper stickers? you might ask. What's so exciting about a bunch of crummy old bumper stickers?
They weren't very colorful.
The picture was simple, and I would not call it endearing.
The sticker wasn't ugly, no. But its appearance wasn't what got me thinking.
It wasn't really the slogan itself.
The slogan was nothing new.
It was nothing radical.
It wasn't particularly bold or exciting.
I'd seen it countless times before.
But what shocked me was my reaction. Generally, when I see slogans like this, I scoff. I avert my eyes. I smile politely if face-to-face with someone brandishing it. Even my desire for free stuff is rarely able to overcome my desire to not own things that say this.
Things have changed. Yesterday, I was downright proud to mooch the sticker off the Getty people.
It reads "Proud to be an American."
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Comment by Emma on November 13, 2008 at 7:40pm -
Awesome Mags!
:) And I'm proud to be a part of this world!
Wow, from your post I bet your Nano writing is FANTASTIC.
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Comment by SupernovakGirl on November 13, 2008 at 9:34am - :D
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Comment by Angie on November 11, 2008 at 12:13pm - voting doesn't matter. This is all part of a scheme to help people think they have a say when they actually don't. Gov't figured this out 100 years ago and these "politics" are actually a front. www.conspiracyarchive.com if u wanna find out the truth
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