I was feeling pretty good driving back home today because I passed the medical math test with a 96. And it was a very tough test. On my way past the Woodstock fire house, I noticed this truck festooned with a political message.
I immediately parked, pulled out my iPhone and took a picture.
“Hey, you want me in the picture?” an old guy yelled. “That’s my truck.”
“Sure,” I said.
So, I met Al Van Wagoner. The sign expresses his disgust at our loony town board. The board members in question are Liz Simonsen, Jay Wenk and Chris Collins. Wenk, I’ve written about before. He’s a nutjob America hater and all around crackpot. Simonsen plays that odd, but beloved leftist role… the eternally outraged adolescent. She’s so pissed off that the world isn’t perfect that she’s always throwing a fit. The town board is Saving the World. Just taking care of the potholes is beneath their dignity. Collins... I don’t know much about him.
“I enjoy getting their goat,” Al said.
I’ve got to agree with him there.
I’m considering succeeding from Woodstock and forming my own patriotic town out here in my mountain home. I wonder if that is legally possible.