"I rear ended the car, trying so hard to read it . . . "

Saw an interesting thing on the way to work.

A bumper sticker that said "01-09-08 - Bush's Last Day".
It was right at a part of the drive where cars tended to cut in front of others vying to get in line for the on ramp to 405 North.

A couple of things struck me as interesting. One is the phenomenon where individuals who cannot cope well with life, reality, etc. will place all of their focus on what they hate, fear, etc. on one primary object. It is a way to try to function and deal with everyday life. Everything seems so chaotic and out of control that if we can find a singular thing to channel all blame, all discontent, all doubt . . . then we feel more as if we have retaken control from the otherwise uncontrollable mess.

Conservative columnist Charles Krauthammer half jokingly calls it "BDS" or "Bush Derangement Syndrome".

I know that psychologists would probably have another name for this mentally placing all of ones chickens into one basket, so to speak. At the very least, it is a weak attempt to try to shirk responsibility for the problems in ones life.

I find it interesting (or comical) that people who have chosen to place all their focus of phobias and anger on this one man (George Dubya), have no logical conclusion except to also take the route of this person and their bumper sticker, which is to believe that "everything's gonna be all right" once Bush is out of office.

Make no mistake. There will be cheering and partying and dancing and hoopla like you NEVER did see on his last day. But will it suddenly be heaven on earth? No. This is similar to the silliness that took place when the Democrats gained more seats in Congress in '06. There was cheering and partying and dancing and hoopla . . . then nothing. All the promises to get us out of Iraq fell through. All the promises to cut funding to Iraq so we would HAVE to pull out fell through. You get the picture.

One last thing struck me as interesting. A person was merging/cutting in right in front of that person, like they always do at that on ramp to 405, with one small difference. This anti Bushy would NOT let them in, no matter what. They practically had an accident. This is highly unusual for this area, even by those who hate the cutters.

I drove up once we got on the highway to see what the person looked like and saw what I considered the typical liberal extremist . . . it was a 55 yr old woman, about 4 foot nothing, buzz cut super short haircut, horned rimmed glasses, and an expression sour enough to spoil milk on contact.