As Carol and I left Albuquerque on our recent little tour we decided that we would not stop anywhere in Arizona. Because we are left leaning bleeding heart Marxist-Leninist and members of the Audubon Society (we like to indoctrinate birds so they can carry the message) we thought that by not stopping we would help the oppressed of Arizona overcome the headless governor of Arizona and her compliant lackey, Sherriff Arpio.
As we got near the Border on Arizona and New Mexico, we decided to top off the car in Gallop. We thought that if we did, we would not have to stop in the Grand Canyon State. What we did'nt anticipate was a basic need for food and drink (or for that matter the dreaded "Gas Station Bathroom"). As a result we made it as far as Kingman and had to make the stop. We sat there (in the restaurant not the rest room) eating in a complete state of despair knowing we would have to confess our transgression at the next meeting of the Bird Watches Guild.
Just goes to show you the ideology can always be over come with a full tummy and empty bladder. I wonder if Marx or Engels thought of that.
