I hope Simcha Fisher is not still "big and angry"

But when she is, she is pretty funny. Here is a sample of a lengthy rant against bumper stickers:

The worst are the ones I agree with, in theory—and yet I know that I and the owner of the bumper sticker mean entirely different things. For instance:

These sanctimonious little bumperturds started showing up long before the Westboro Baptist Church people became famous for their disgusting ideas about Who hates what; and nobody really uses the phrase “family values” anymore, do they? So who are they talking to, when they imply that someone does consider “hate” to be a “family value?” I find it very hard to shake the idea that the owner of these bumper stickers perceive a normal family, composed of a married, monogamous mother and father with children, to be itself some form of hate speech; and then I’m put in the position of feeling the urge to administer a little fraternal correction in the form of SMASH.

This one is also a prime example of slathering on the self-love while pretending to educate. I mean, the people they’re ostensibly enlightening are those whose vision is permanently clouded by a shimmering red haze of rage, which makes it hard to read bumper stickers, never mind to meditatively stroke one’s chin in a sudden epiphany about the superiority of love over hate.

No, the sole purpose of this bumper sticker is to give a little lift to those who consider themselves hate-free, a little tingly feeling in the spot where their pituitary gland used to be, before they had surgically removed and replaced with a certified cruelty-free smugness delivery device, which responds to the presence of sustainable bamboo carseat covers by pumping feelings of self-worth directly into the cerebral cortex (now on sale for the Solstice!).

Next:

Well, now we know whom to hog-tie and offer as a propitiatory sacrifice next time we’re invaded.

Read more: http://www.ncregister.com/blog/simcha-fisher/big-and-angry-goes-for-a-drive/#ixzz1fhmSwZoP