Nothing bastardizes the sentiment of your credo more than putting it on a sticker. No Fear? Fuck yeah, no fear. The general thought behind the most obnoxious wave of bumper stickers since “Where’s the Beef” is actually totally legit. Can you imagine how different your life would be if you lived without the fear of consequence? You’d be like some dope monk, except instead of sitting around all day contemplating the meaning of a pebble, you’d be working in the career you wanted and asking hot chicks out on dates all day. Unfortunately, when you see a fleet of pickup trucks driven by grownup sized 9 year olds sporting the latest “check me out, I’m a badass” slogan, it sort of loses its cache. No fear suddenly becomes about telling a cop to fuck off when you’re drunk or doing an illegal u-turn or something. The D-bags that roll with no fear stickers are the same assholes who have “BACK OFF” mud flaps on their trucks and rock mullets without even a hint of irony. At least those guys can plead cultural ignorance, though. Remember the mid 90’s when suburban dudes would slap no fear stickers on their Geo Storms after they went bungee jumping at Six Flags? I swear I would have beaten those guys if I wasn’t so afraid they kick the shit out of me.