02:30 pm
Baby You Can’t Have My Car’s Bumper Sticker
Bill Kristol saw my car! Bill Kristol saw my car!
As I drove around the Washington suburbs, I saw not one but two cars — rather nice cars, as it happens — festooned with the Obama campaign bumper sticker ‘got hope?’ And I relapsed into moroseness. Got hope?
Are my own neighbors’ lives so bleak that they place their hopes in Barack Obama? Are they impressed by the cleverness of a political slogan that plays off a rather cheesy (sorry!) campaign to get people to drink milk? And what is it the bumper-sticker affixers are trying to say? Do they really believe their fellow citizens who happen to prefer McCain are hopeless?
Why yes, Bill. My life is nothing without Barack. I would have no hope without Barack. I’d just have to freaking kill myself without Barack. But only because my life would involve having to listen to you whining all the time.
Oh, and by the way dumbkopf — I choose that word since much of your column is still obsessing about the Berlin speech (but then again, so are my posts), those “Got Hope?” bumper stickers were distributed way back in December and January, and as far as I know, pretty much have disappeared because they don’t mention Obama in type big enough to be seen. They have nothing to do with McCain.
So get over yourself already.


