Letter: Protest Signs

They seem to be popping up more lately.

Anonymously stuck in the ground through obviously no little effort, they are there to declare and denounce in no uncertain terms the protestors’ grievous feelings toward matters so heinous, so outrageous, so egregious that nothing will do but to leave behind a monument to their misery, a lament of time lost, a flagrant violation of freedoms no longer enjoyed.
‘E’nuf already’, the signs demand an end, like yesterday.

The “End School” sign was quite clearly the work of the local fifth graders – or maybe their teachers – but the responsible party for the “End Road Work” protest could be just about anybody.

“The ViaDoom Blues” they’re called in Seattle.

I-5 Southbound on Fridays begs for an entrepreneurial drive-by coffee dispensary – the reader boards announcing not only Silver Alerts with numbers to call but also call-ahead Starbucks specials available in Lane One just a mile distant.

So fun.

Gotta admire folks who just won’t take it anymore.