I recently recalled an image from my childhood.
Initially, I was not sure if the image was of a figure whom I had often imagined or if the image was an actual memory. What I remembered was the image of a middle-aged man standing on the side of the road holding a sign that read:
“Bomb The Whales.”
I asked around to the other (now grown) children who lived in my hometown and they confirmed that they too remembered the man.
People hated him.
He was often stationed across the street from the local Whole Foods.
Drivers with pro-peace/hippie/liberal leaning bumper stickers would drive by and honk their horns and yell “fuck you” or “go to hell” but he was not deterred by this.
He got off on it. His smile would grow wide and he’d wave as if he had been complimented or the drivers were simply saying hello.