A Small Irony Of Life

It just seems strange to me.

I’ve got friends who are obsessed about their children’s safety. They give their daughters warnings about strangers, about over-familiar friends and about the risk factors for every conceivable crime.

That’s why it always amazes me that despite all of this concern, they are one of the many parents who put stickers on their cars that give their child’s names and their hobbies.

Any one behind their cars knows that they have two daughters, and that one is a cheerleader in Collierville, and the other plays soccer. Along with the cheerleading logo and the soccer ball on their car’s back windows, they also conveniently broadcast the name of each child with each hobby.

Talk about giving a predator a head start.