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Edited on Mon Aug-15-05 08:47 PM by GaYellowDawg
When I was driving back home today, I was worked into a bad mood because I was driving on fumes and was afraid I'd run out of gas. Of course, that meant that the car next to me had a Bush-Cheney sticker and a "W Still the President" sticker.
But the confrontation wasn't with him.
I pulled into the gas station, popped the card in, and started to fill up. Amazing how fast those numbers run nowadays. Anyhow, it was $31.50, the most by far that I've ever paid at the pump. $2.59 a gallon. I looked at the next guy over and said, "I can't believe I just paid $31 to put gas in my car." He grimaced and said, "I just passed $30 myself." I said, "well, I have one consolation. I didn't vote for the dumb ass that caused this." Then I heard the voice float over from the next pump over. From here on, my voice is blue, his red.
"Traitor." "What's the matter, there, buddy? You enjoying your sticker shock from W ?" "You're a traitor. You don't support the president during wartime." "Hate to break it to you, bud, but it's a basic American right to disagree with any president, any time. Anyone who wants to dispute that right is the real traitor." "Yeah, well, you're not a patriot." "Excuse me? So you think you're a patriot?" "Yeah, 'cause I support the president in wartime." "So you support the war?" "Yeah, I do." "How old are you?" "22." "Oh, I'm sorry for your handicap." "Huh?" "I said, I'm sorry for your handicap." ""I don't have a handicap." "Oh, you don't? Then why haven't you signed up for the war if you support it so much? I'll tell you why. You support the war right up to the point to where it's you that stops the bullet. You're a chickenhawk just like your president." "Mutter, mutter." "What was that? Bud, I just paid $31 for a fill-up, I'm ready to take it out of someone's ass, and my pacifism doesn't extend to Republicans just this second, so you want to step over here and repeat that?"
He turned his back at that point. I said, "Chickenshit." I'm pretty sure he heard me, but I know he didn't reply. Then I got in my car and drove off. I know, it was an immature thing to do... but it felt so good. And the guy who was standing between us was chuckling at the chickenhawk, although he did look a tad alarmed at the last couple of lines.
Edited for a typo
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