I walked past this car every day, hardly noticing. Then one day, I actually looked at it, and... what the hey?
Never seen anything like that, Maw!
The bumper sticker had some unintelligible, vaguely Germanic-looking words on it. I knew a bit of German, and figured it must be Swedish, maybe Dutch. Whatever.
Nutcases, I thought. The word "whackjob" hadn't been invented yet, I don't think.
Car was parked in a dorm parking lot. Dude probably thought it would be good if chicks thought he was Swedish, and therefore not as likely to be carrying Herpes.
The student radicals of yesterday are the tenured radicals of today.