Monday, November 29, 2010

Bada Bing

I realize that I'm perseverating but...

I saw these (left) stickers on a beat up volkswagen today and I felt the need to follow up on my car-decal rant from last week.

So anyway, here we have fake bullet-holes. As I passed the aforementioned volkswagen and noticed the 30 or so of these stickers that made the car look as if it had been riddled a la Sonny Corleone on the causeway, I tried to imagine the state of mind, the rationale, if you will, that would lead one to placing these stickers on their car.

Perhaps it IS an homage to the Tattaglia clan, or maybe the old A-team ("See? I got shot at thirty times by an automatic weapon and not only am I alive, so's my ride!")

Or maybe it's something else.

Maybe it is an attempt to appear "gangsta." Maybe it's an attempt to relate and conform to a criminal lifestyle that, for some reason, has become the ideal. You know, the same ideal that causes professional athletes and musicians to illegally carry weapons despite that fact their fortunes would allow for a security detail on par with the Secret Service.

Or maybe it's me. Maybe I'm at the end of Youth and as I turn the corner to Middle-Age, I'm naturally adopting contempt for those just entering their youth. Maybe I'm becoming a grumpy old man shaking my fist at the TV and saying things like "Kids these days..." or "Get off my lawn!" while cracking open a can of Ensure. (The chocolate flavor's yummy.)

Nah. Screw that. Bullet-hole stickers are f#$%ed up. And I'm sorry, but the sticker hasn't been invented yet that will make you more "Gangsta."

Now REAL bullet-holes...


  1. I equate fake bullet holes with the owner of the car being a douche bag. The more fake holes, the bigger the douche.

  2. There is no end to the crap people will stick on their cars. Me, I have a Miskatonic University decal on mine, among other things.

  3. Some idiots just like to be identified as a target.
    Noticed the 1-800-eat-s--t sticker today after a long absence. Don't condone it but kind of like the idea there are people still out there willing to defy such suffocating super correctness.