Special License Plates for Bloggers
Forget doctors, lawyers and sanitation workers. It’s me who has the most important job in the world: BLOGGER.
Oh, you beg to differ? With a few simple keystrokes us lowly bloggers can pull off your mask, expose your true self and watch you tumble from that pedestal.
Cut me off on the highway? I’ll upload photos of you and your car.
Give me poor service? I’ll out your business on Twitter.
We’re like the paparazzi for regular people – armed with keyboards.
That’s why, without further adieu, I unveil a plan that I ask all bloggers who deem themselves worth the words they type to back..
Our occupation belongs on a license plate.
That’s the campaign. A movement to have our profession/skill labeled on license plates that get screwed into our entry level, fuel-efficient automobiles.
I don’t know how license plates operate in your neck of the woods, but here in the United States, there was a time when license plates were used simply for identification purposes. A numeric or alphanumeric code uniquely identified your vehicle within the issuing region’s database.
These days, however, there has been an American movement to incorporate more and more information onto these metal rectangles. The most popular bit of information people are paying extra to include is an abbreviation of their profession. Otherwise known as showing off.
Acupuncturists get ACU; Medical Doctors get MD; Registered Architects get AR, and so on.
What purpose could these identifiers possibly have? Other than the need for an emergency service, I doubt I’ll need to flag down a Hypnotherapist (HT) or a Podiatrist (DPM) out on the road.
That’s why my license plate should say Blogger (BLOG). I’m just as important, if not more so. If you need a list in an emergency, I’m your man. I can also mobilize hundreds of subscribers with the lure of a simple contest.
So are you with me bloggers? It’s time we get the respect we deserve! What could be a better start then an engraved piece of metal announcing our presence to the world.
So write your congressperson and make my dream our reality. If it’s good enough for POWs – it’s good enough for us. As failed writers plagued with ADHD - haven’t we suffered enough?











Frankly, I think this is bollocks—just some excuse for men to justify wearing makeup and getting pedicures, and crying out their eyes in public. But then society has changed, hasn’t it? And so has the view of masculinity as having to be about gruff, strong-egoed individuals.



