Monthly Archives: September 2010

Bumper Stickers, Part 3

Spotted this afternoon at Compo Beach:

Doesn’t have quite the power of “I Hunt, I Vote,” does it?

Bumper Stickers, Part 2 (Read At Your Peril)

In response to this morning’s “06880” post on bumper stickers, reader John Raho sent along a few he saw — “on a car from Massachusetts, of all places.”

“You usually only see things like this on Volvos, and then they’re usually slogans and such from the other side,” John added helpfully.

And, he continued, “the stickers are the views and commentary of the driver and in no way represent the views of the sender in any way…yada…yada…yada.”

In honor of the 1st Amendment — and because it looks like a slow weekend — I’m publishing John’s photos.

But — I can’t help myself — I posted them all as far to the right side as possible.

Trick Or Treat?

Great news!  Westport’s 1st Halloween store of 2010 opens on Thursday (Sept. 9).

Cleverly named “Halloween Headquarters,” it’s located near Fresh Market.

Because you definitely need 2 months to prepare for this major holiday.

Sticking It To Cars

Ever noticed all the magnets, stickers, ovals and other what-not stuck on cars, trucks and whatever these days?

An alert “06880” reader has.  Here’s his report:

We Americans love our cars.  We may not buy American cars, but we like to keep them shiny and looking good.  We also like to adorn them with various indicators of our self-esteem and/or insecurity.  Bumper stickers seem to be passé here in Westport, but a casual ride through the Stop & Shop parking lot and Longshore reveals that we still like some kind of identity on our automobiles:

A proud mother lives through her child

Education.  We love to show off where we went, or our kids go to school:  Lafayette, George Washington, Johns Hopkins, Art Institute of Boston, University of Colorado, Fairfield University, Fairfield Prep were all shown today.  If you went to an Ivy League school, you use the crescent to discreetly tell people that you probably make more money than they do.  Some prefer college alumni plates around their license plates.  This costs more, but doesn’t get all ratty like the stickers when your kid flunks out after the second year.

Sports.  We show off our favorite team.  There were a lot of Staples soccer, football, lacrosse and swimming emblems.  Somebody must make a small fortune there.  Also, some marathon runners with the 26.2 logo.  Nice.  A lot of Yankee stickers, with many Red Sox bumper stickers as well.  The Yankee ones looked newer.  A Giant football helmet.  Sorry, no Jets or Mets today.  This ain’t Long Island.

Patriotism.  People also boast how patriotic they are.  Many flags on the back of cars have ribbons saying “Support the Troops” or “Proud to be an American.”  One had “Endless War,” but it was fading from the sun.  There was one Vietnam campaign ribbon, plus many Marine Corps emblems.  I like that.  Put your money where your mouth is.

A few political signs, mostly Obama ’08.  Wait a few months for the mid-term elections, and they’ll be plentiful.

Dueling decals: Martha's Vineyard and Oak Bluffs.

Destination.  We’ve created a special type of communication:  We abbreviate where we’ve visited, have a summer home, or maybe would just like to go.  VT (Vermont), CC (Cape Cod), MV (Martha’s Vineyard), OBX (Outer Banks), BI (British Islands),  and many more that were beyond recognition.   SI, WO, ADK, MA for examples.  Is this some kind of secret language between the visitor and the inhabitants of the area, because it is almost encrypted to the guy who can afford to travel???

Assorted.  There were many AAA stickers on old cars.  This tells me a lot of old people worry they’ll break down someplace.  They don’t know how to use the cell phone they just got for Father’s Day, so they rely on the sticker to halt traffic.  I should know, because I have one on my car.  There are also animal lovers.  “Woof” and “Meow” stickers were prevalent on my tour.  One, with a blackened retriever emblem on it, had 2 real dogs sticking their heads out thear’s window.  Not much need for a sticker there.

I was not totally surprised that most automobiles on my mini-trip around town were SUVs.  I guess word hasn’t gotten out about the rising gas prices, global warming or our involvement in the Middle East because of our dependency on foreign oil?  On a positive note, there’s more room on a big car to put your beloved stickers.

Westport, New England?

I had never heard of SantaBarbaraSolutions.com, a California-based website.

That’s okay; they probably never heard of “06880” either.

But a question on the site recently asked:  “Do you consider Fairfield County, CT to be part of New England?”

“I know technically it is, but it really isn’t at the same time,” the writer began.  He or she added:

Nobody in the FC roots for the New England teams. People root (properly) for the New York teams.  I’ve lived here for 8 years, nobody roots for the Boston teams.  Everyone else in CT, roots for the scum (AKA Boston teams), the FC is proper.

When people from the FC come to NY they’re New Yorkers, locals.  When people from other parts of Connecticut come to NY they’re tourists scum like the rest of the country.

Leaving aside the obvious — that no one here calls this “the FC” — the post raises another, even more provincial question:

“Do you consider Westport to be part of Connecticut”?

For example:

  • Can you name all the candidates for senator and governor?
  • Can you name our current senators and governor?
  • Do you know how many counties there are in Connecticut?
  • Can you name all (ahem) 8 of them?
  • When was the last time you were in Hartford?  (Driving through on I-91 does not count.)
  • Who was Wilbur Cross?

What do you think, “06880” readers?  Is Westport part of Connecticut?

Part of New York?  Or some stateless place, maybe an American version of Kaliningrad?

Click “Comments” to weigh in.

Dumpsters Galore

An alert “06880” reader wondered if we’d seen 2 dumpsters on Westport roads.

One’s on Terhune Drive; the other (below) is on Pleasant Valley Lane.

No, we hadn’t seen them.  But we did a little drive-by, and sure enough, there they were.

They’ve been sitting there for 6-8 months, the reader reported.

And “they smell like hell.”

Indeed they do.  Look closely at the photo.  You can almost see the odor waves wafting off, like a cartoon.

There oughta be a law…

Wait!  Maybe there is one, already on the books.

So You Think You’re Lance Armstrong

Jimmy Izzo sees and hears everything.

Whether holding court at Crossroads Hardware (which he owns) or driving around town (which he also owns), he’s got his eyes and ears opened.

The other day Jimmy posted this on Facebook:

Almost hit another 2 “Lance Armstrong wannabes” this morning on their bikes.  These arrogant idiots who seem to make up their own rules of the road are without a doubt on a suicide mission.

Cyclists blowing through red lights and stop signs is a practice that needs to be stopped.  Tickets and fines should be given, just as they are to motor vehicles.

Jimmy didn’t hit any cyclists — but he struck a chord.

Comments poured in:

  • I totally agree…riding in the middle of the road…not looking crossing intersections.
  • By law, they are supposed to obey the same laws of the road.  I was avoiding 2 octogenarians on bikes one day.  They rolled through a stop sign.  I was working NOT to pass them.  And who gets the $124 ticket?
  • I actually had a biker hit ME at Minute Men Cleaners.  My baby was sleeping in the back seat, my mom was with me.  And he started yelling at ME about his $3K bike and how I would have to replace it.
  • Weston concurs!  Stay to the side; ride single file!
  • There really should be a campaign about it, because Westport has made the effort to put in bike lanes around a lot of the town.  Single file is right!  Ride with traffic!
  • I ride all the time, and stay as far to the edge of the road as possible.  I never ride side by side with anyone.  The police need to start ticketing the riders who obstruct the roadways.
  • Saugatuck Avenue is loaded with these pains-in-the-asses.  Every Sunday morning they are out there yelling their messages to each other, waking the rest of us up.
  • Sounds like someone should bring this up at a Westport town meeting.  I don’t know what this would fall under, but I bet it would pass unanimously.

And if it does — though nothing, not even a request for world peace, would pass unanimously here — I’ve got the next issue:

The logo-plastered Spandex that bicyclists feel compelled to wear.  If they really want to pretend they’re Lance Armstrong, do it the right way.

Take performance-enhancing drugs.

I'm cool. And I'll mow you down.