Expectant Mothers

Parking spots are a pleasant lil surprise when trying to find a place to put your car at the food store. Before people go out front of my house with picket signs and that lady that protested Bush outside of his ranch, I shall digress. Where were those spots when our mothers were pregnant? Oh, that's right... they were strong enough to walk the extra 5 feet to get where they needed to go. I could poke that giant balloon that looms over us, the ills of the world and all the travesties within, but I shant ( if that's even a word, if not, it is now ) go there at this juncture in time. It just makes me think about things. We have spots for handicapped, expectant mothers, those with children. In all fairness, why don't we have one for veterans of wars? Maybe we could make spots especially for the obese, we could put them further away from the store so they burn more calories going in to get whatever it is they need. The need to compartmentalize everything in this society seems redundant. It's almost as if we have something trivial, someone wants to make a bill or a law for it, then get the credit for being the one that enacted it. Call me silly, but do we need all this?