I try not to think too much about the stickers other people choose to put on their vehicles, but I always have to wonder about the “Heritage Not Hate” segment of the population. I wonder whether they are into genealogy or if they just like pretending they are living in an episode of “The Dukes of Hazzard.”
To each their own, I guess.
Still, I do sincerely hope that those who buy the stickers believe in what they affix to their bumpers and windows. That’s why I was kind of happy to see this when I was back home over Thanksgiving. That is, I was happy until I noticed what was hanging from the rearview mirror.