I won't go into details, but they made it very clear the sticker (which honestly isn't offensive, and makes a subtle point about Xtianity) was the focus of their scorn.
These cowards decided to do this over Friday night as I slept rather than come knock on the door to ask me about it or plead their point to the contrary with a well thought out note. No, these neanderthals would rather use bully tactics, making it very clear they didn't want "my kind" in that particular neighborhood, they created a mess which I awoke to find the next morning. And I spent about 2 hours cleaning off, that which was able to be cleaned, in front of my friend's garage.
What happened next, I didn't see coming. As I was angrily cleaning and repairing, 2 gentlemen were making their way around the neighborhood ...bibles in hand. As I saw them make their way around, I secretly hoped they would pass us by. Because I KNEW what I would say. I normally have a "live and let live" attitude, but not on THIS particular day.
Long story short. When they got up to the curb my friend hurriedly walked out to them trying to buffer my angst. They ask "doing a little car cleaning?"
"No, we had a little bit of vandalism last night" My friend replied.
"Really? I hate to hear that" Said the bible thumper.
To which I responded "well, I've come to expect it, really."
...and so it began. He asked what church we attend, my friend answered with the name of his, I kept silent. I was hoping they would hand us a tract and keep walking. That wasn't to be the case because he decided to engage me in the conversation.
He turned to me and asked if I attend a church.. and I responded (naturally) "Absolutely not."
And then we got into it. Anyone who has been in this position knows how the rest goes so I will spare you.
In short time I was able to poke holes in their reason for being there which really seemed to catch them off guard, and after about 5 minutes asked them to leave because they were getting angry and I was not in the mood to escalate beyond a simple discussion at my friend's house (since he is a Xtian). I point and counter-pointed in a surprisingly calm and positive way despite what had happened. And the last thing I said was "well, the burden of proof is really on you though, isn't it?" To which, they didn't seem to respond too well. In fact, when they were walking off, the one who remained quiet turned and started barking at me like a little dog, waving his finger and condemning me. All the while while droning on about how god talks to him and he hears voices and other things that would get them condemned to an insane asylum if it wasn't under the guise of religion. Thanks for proving my point little chiwawa, now move along. For a second I was about to ask him if he ever posts to a certain "boring" blog .
I want to thank those who did this. For you remind me exactly of the ignorance and cowardice we are to face and oppose in certain religious circles if there is ever to be a new renaissance of art and reason in this country.