My friend Frank Weller gave me a heads-up on the new License Plates being offered by the Indiana Bureau of Motor Vehicles. Kinda cool. But as Frank says, "Of course, if you purchase these tags, you won't be able to speed, gesture profanely or honk your horn at the curb-hugger ahead of you without looking like a total hypocrite."
That reminds me of seeing a crumpled heap of twisted metal (that used to be a car) on the side of the highway, with the still-legible bumper sticker: God is My Co-Pilot. "Uh, dude, maybe you should have let him be the Pilot."