Down the street from us is a house with the 10 Commandments posted in the yard. When an Obama/Biden sign popped up next to it, my husband and I drove around the block just to make sure we weren’t imagining things. We had our notions about the kind of people who want the 10 Commandments in their yard. Well, didn’t those folks put us in our place?
In fiction we’ve got to avoid the stereotype and cardboard cutout. Our villains need depth and so do our heroes. But sometimes we don’t even realize we’ve created a cliche. Someone needs to point out–who would’ve thought those two signs could go together?