A rainbow stripe window cling on the inside back rear-view window.
A Bear pride sticker in the shape of a Bear on the left hand side of the bumper
A rainbow flag sticker on the right side of the bumper.
And this on the right side of the hatchback door:
For those who do not know, it is the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
(Mine actually has the bottom right leg missing. I’ve always wondered if somebody accidentally bumped the back of my car and broke it off or if someone tried to remove it and snapped the leg off.)
I often notice people stare and point at the emblems I have on the back of my car, as we are stopped in traffic or at red lights, obviously (it seems to me) discussing what they are. I assume they are either trying to figure them out or gleefully recognizing any one (or all) of them. Sometimes they are smiling, sometimes they are grimacing, but I’m always glad they are noticed and invoke conversation either way. I’m all about visibility, as you know.
I was driving home the other day and I noticed a white truck behind me for several blocks. At a red light, the driver pulled up along my right side and, from the corner of my eye, I saw what seemed to be the driver motioning to me, so I looked over. It was an older gentleman, and seated next to him was a woman looking to be of similar age. They were both smiling and he was motioning me to roll down my window.
When I did, he hollered over:
“We were just wondering what the “FSM” stood for.”
I hollered back:
“‘It’s the Flying Spaghetti Monster. It’s a symbol for Atheism.”
He nodded yes, let out an “Ahhhh, OK” smiled, thanked me, gave me a thumbs up and drove off.
I have no idea if he is an Atheist, or what his beliefs are or if he cared what mine were. I am content to think he was simply pleased to learn something he did not know and was grateful that I was willing to explain it to him.
Would that we were all so simply satisfied to just learn and know about things without needing to pass judgment or determine if they are better or worse than the things we already know, believe and understand.
Sometimes, knowledge is it’s own reward.