The Peril of Tagging

     If you’re getting your kicks out on America’s iconic Route 66, here’s one scene you don’t want to miss - Cadillac Ranch, classic Cadillacs buried nose down in a barren pasture outside Amarillo, Texas. Bring spray paint, and you can be among the thousands who have tagged these Caddies since they were “planted” more than four decades ago.     
     When I saw this, I wondered what profound thing I could write about this public art display. Such as: “all our treasures eventually turn to rust,” but who doesn’t already know that? Then when I lifted an aerosol and sprayed a car, the truth smacked me in the face. The wind whipped the paint back at me, and if I hadn’t ducked, I would have become as colorful as the cars.     
     The lesson? “What goes around, comes around.”     
     So in these days when slanderous political poison pollutes our atmosphere, perhaps I’d better be careful what I say. It might blow back on me.