It sat outside the post office, an old four-door car, unremarkable –- except for one aspect.
The car’s exterior had been converted into a message board, announcing the owner’s disdain against sexual sin and immorality. Adhesive letters, black font on a metallic background, ran along different sides of the car, firmly stuck in place. Usually such letters would be used for quotidian purposes such as marking the address on a mailbox, but now they were being pressed into a different kind of service.
The owner apparently had to make do with a variety of letter sizes, unable to finish her messages with the same type size. This suggested a ransom note composed of individual headline letters glued onto a sheet of paper, the letters cut from various newspapers so that it would be harder to trace where the note was composed.
Apparently the car-owner was the same woman who frequently writes letters to the editor at the local newspaper. Her missives rail against pornographic magazines on the newsstands, such as People
, that show a bit of cleavage now and then on their covers courtesy of an attractive movie starlet.
Now the anti-pornography crusader was taking her message to the streets. Besides decals evincing a belief in Jesus, the owner had affixed these proclamations to her car:
-- DID YOU TELL YOUR WIVES THAt yOUR CHEAtING ON tHEM WitH tRAMP CoLlEGe WhOReS!
-- MARrieD MEN Are VisitNG COLLEGE WhorehoUseS wives Beware!
-- pLAttsbuRG ANd wESt cHAZy are wHore SMUt Towns
The assumption could be made that her letters published in the newspaper were sometimes modified, diluting or omitting key thoughts. By using her personal transportation, the woman could drive home her point in a direct, uncensored way.
maYbE sHE SHOULd tRy bLOgGng.