I was driving on Cota Street in Santa Barbara when I pulled up to a stop light. There was an incessant honking coming from a driver behind me.

I thought, “Gee, my trunk must be open, or I’m leaking gas, or my tail lights are out…” Well, not exactly.

At the next corner, the incessant honker, a woman in a black SUV, pulled up next to me and pointed at the back of my car. She was screaming and giving me the finger.

Then I remembered, courtesy of my husband Tom, on my bumper was every anti-Obamian’s favorite sticker:

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