So I’m sitting in the car with my father. He’s driving. We’re stopped at a light. He’s telling a story. I’m in the passenger seat. I see a bumper sticker on the SUV in front of us. There is a picture of George Bush and it says, “The only Bush I trust is my own.”
Well, I’m not a big fan of the president, but now I’m sitting there mortified because, well, I’m with my father. Yikes. So I keep looking at him as he’s telling the story, pretending not to see the sticker on the car in front. And we keep creeping down the highway and stopping at lights. And I keep looking away.
I’m a big advocate of free speech. Not one of its better moments.
