Glad to be another american womon for peace!

Indiana the yeas to nays are 8 to 1 – and not one fuck you! But the amerikkkan flags are still sooooo outta control. They’re everywhere from license plates to back windows of pick-up trucks to mail boxes and billboards and random poles with flags as big as two story farm houses snapping in the Indiana sun.

I pull into a toll booth where each booth has a huge “United We Stand”’ sign emblazoned on them, which really pisses me off. I visualize slapping “For PEACE” addition on each of them! That’ll be my next project when I land somewhere!

            Instead, I lean out my window and hand the womon a ten saying “United we stand for peace!”

“YES honey” she says dolefully but fiercely, the moment she realized what I was referring to, “You sure got that right!” as she reaches over and hands me my change, ignoring the white man behind her in the booth who is scowling, holding a clipboard and taking notes.

In Ohio, the next state over, I approach yet another string of toll booth that this time have flags with “God Bless America” written under them. Really??? On an interstate highway funded by taxpayers of a country that supposedly separates religion and state….grrrrr

Yet again, I get visions of CodePINKers and our allies all across the country having graffiti parties as we block out the “b” in all these signs.

The womon in the toll booth down from the one I’m approaching is reading the “Impeach bush and asscroft” side of my truck outloud and enthusiastically to all her co-workers. My tollbooth collector is first watching her quizzically until she realizes it is my truck she is reading from. The third tollbooth collector on my passenger’s side, the “Proud to be another American womon for peace” side, joins in the ruckus chorus of approval!!!

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