Shalom Auslander has a less-than-peaceful encounter with one of the peace-loving and enlightened inhabitants of Woodstock, New York, land of trust-fund bolshies, burned-out rockers, and navel-gazing whackos of every description, who are always organizing and demonstrating against something.
War makes us weak! Wage peace! War sucks!
And that was just his rear bumper. Green Subaru was doing 12 miles an hour in a 40; I had been stuck behind him for 15 miles and was now, thank you very much, officially late for work.
I hate war! Violence is not the answer! Coexist!
I wanted to kill him.
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