Only in the Shenandoah Valley...

…would you see – or, rather, not see – a guy dressed in gray camouflage standing in the middle of the gray pavement of a major state highway just over the rise of a hill for the purpose of stopping traffic going 55 mph.

I wanted to stop and present him with Virginia’s own Darwin Award, if, indeed, Virginia had a Darwin Award, which I strongly doubt it ever will because in Virginia this guy was spawned through some divine plan that we mortals cannot fathom. In this case, I think even the staunchest creationist has to see the benefit of cleaning up the gene pool.