So yesterday I had a run-in with one of the morons who is likely stealing political yard signs and were the subject of yesterday’s Signal article.
I was walking with my wife and dog on Lyons Avenue down to Old Town Newhall to pick up my commuter bike from the shop. It was a pleasant evening- temperature in the mid 70s, golden rays of sunshine making even Lyons Avenue look pretty, and a soft gentle breeze. All that and a nice stroll with my wife and dog, what more could a man want?
Well, this being just 10 days before the biggest election of my 31 years, there was a lot more in store for me.
As we approached the intersection of Lyons Avenue & Orchard Village Road (an intersection of major consequence for me, apparently), we spotted the now ubiquitous group of supporters of Propositon 8 waving their signs and giving thumbs up to honks.
There were about eight of them- one woman in her 60s or 70s, a child of about 9, several teenagers, and a few twenty-something pretty girls and handsome guys. All white. All well dressed. All respectful.
It looked like a big LDS family in other words.
My wife and I crossed Orchard and ended up on the same corner as these supporters. I couldn’t help but smirk at their signs and barely acknowledged their presence. They were just standing there quietly waving at the passing traffic.
We hit the crosswalk button to get to the other side of Lyons and paused near the curb, the supporters of Prop 8 behind us. Cars on the southbound lanes of Orchard Village had a green arrow and were starting to turn left onto Lyons.
It was a bad position to be in, there in front of a bunch of supporters of Prop 8 10 days before the election.
Out of nowhere, a flash of blue followed by a big stream of liquid crossed into my vision, then I hear a smack! followed by a loud yelp.

WiFido - the latest victim of the culture wars. Don't let the bastards get you down boyo
What the hell?
Stunned, I looked back to see my dog all wet, a 12 oz plastic bottle of water behind him. My wife’s legs were wet and my dog was twitching and licking his chops.
He’d been beaned by a water bottle thrown by a passing motorist at the Yes on 8 supporters!
After checking to see if WiFido was okay (he was fine), I reflected on the irony of the moment.
Here I was, an ardent opponent of Proposition 8, being targeted by some lizard brain who wanted to hurt the kind grandmotherly Yes-on-8 woman behind me. And instead of hitting me -a very political person who has done my share of offending- the lowlife behind the wheel of the car had managed to bean my dog, the only truly blameless actor in this miniature drama.
“I think that was meant for us,” the older woman told me. “I’m sorry that happened to you. Is your dog okay?”
I mumbled something in response and we left.
What the hell is wrong with some people? Obviously, the driver of the vehicle (or his passenger) was someone of reasonable intelligence, given the fact that the state of California entrusted them with a driver’s license. One would think they took civics class in high school and understood that in America, we lean hard on the cliche “I may not respect what you have to say, but I’ll die for your right to say it.”
The same goes for all the infantile, juvenile, losers who rip off signs from people’s yards. What, in your insect-sized brain, do you think you’re accomplishing by stealing a yard sign of all things?
You’re all a bunch of morons, and I’m ashamed I share the same area code as you. A hearty “screw you” to the guy who hurt my dog today.
And to the woman who was in favor of a proposition that -if passed- will hurt friends of mine? Thank you for your concern and kindness. I hope you won’t be targeted by anyone else, you should be allowed to say what you want in peace and without fear of reprisal.