Unexpected Rage, Unexpected Inspiration
This is the sticker on my car. In truth, I put it on there so I could find my very nondescript car in parking lots, since I tended to walk right past:
If you look closely, you’ll see it has been defaced. Yes, someone felt strongly enough about “Eat More Kale” to walk up to a stranger’s car in public (at home I park behind a locked gate) and scratch through it rather forcefully about 6 times.
WAIT! WE HAVE AN UPDATE from my comments section – whew:
My name is Bo, the “Eat More Kale” guy from vermont. Eatmorekale.com is my business and the green stickers are my business card. NOBODY has cut your sticker or slashed it……they do that in the extreme heat of summer. I have the sticker on my car and it has the same 6 cracks in the plastic. These stickers are good quality but not the BEST..cause they’d be too expensive otherwise. I assure you..NOBODY has messed with your sticker. Rest assured..Nobody hates you or EatMoreKale.com. I could send you a pic of my sticker if that’d help you believe me and rest at ease. This is a NON ISSUE.
Bo from Vermont.
This is why I love the internet.
In other news, this video made me happy in my heart:
For every chatroulette guy who is making horrified faces, a couple other people dive right in and sing along. This gives me hope for the world in a way that brings tears to my eyes.
I love seeing that kids have been raised with enough love and support and encouragement that they can feel free to be goofy and to participate in something spontaneous and fun. I often feel sad that so many adults seem so afraid and locked up in their bodies and their pain, dragging their sad pasts and stories along with them every step of the way.
I’m hoping the next generation, because they’ve been taught to talk things out, to share, to have less shame, will have more fun adulthoods. Seeing this makes me feel like that may be true. I hope that the kids are alright.