Alex Blaze

"I had sex with Larry Craig" guy can keep "POOFTER" plates

Filed By Alex Blaze | November 21, 2007 3:08 PM | comments

Filed in: Living, Politics, The Movement
Tags: David Phillips, poofter, vanity plates, Virginia

I posted two weeks ago that David Phillips's "POOFTER" vanity plates were being recalled by the Commonwealth of Virginia. Well, this story has a happy ending, as Phillips wrote to Pam:

This morning the Virginia DMV notified me by phone that I can keep my POOFTER plates. This after I returned directly to the head of the DMV the generic plates supplied with their hate letter, along with correspondence indicating my dedication to my First Amendment rights to self-identify in terms that meets no reasonable test for obscenity. I look forward to receiving the DMV's written apology for this incident.


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Don Sherfick Don Sherfick | November 21, 2007 7:16 PM

I probably would have gone through the rest of my adult life never having heard of "poofter", or knowing what it meant, but this is the kind of small victory against costly bureucratic nanny-ism that if multiplied, could result in a great big vanity license plate announcing "MISSION ACCOMPLISHED". Oh, wait a minute, I thnk in context that prhase has to be obscene as a matter of law.

Marla R. Stevens Marla R. Stevens | November 25, 2007 6:24 PM

I see you missed the delights of '20s-'50s era soft-core gay porn, Don, in which, to get past the Comstock censors, every possible euphemism for our people was employed.

Ah, the tattered old copies passed from hand-to-hand more frequently than a two-dollar bill, now that's a memory -- and a freedom from the necessity -- of for which to give thanks this week!

As is the PBR -- although I imagine you'd appreciate the riders more than my fav bulls -- fit young countrified things that they are, tossed about on their tight, muscular derrieres that they are!