I think those of us who are moochers and looters, and therefore have to pump our own gas, are acquainted with this development. Apparently Uncle Sugar has decided to deprive us of the right, bestowed upon us by our Creator via the Christian founders, to accidentally spill gasoline all over a gas station. Instead, we must leave the protective cocoon of our cars, prayerfully and watchfully clutching our open carry, to squeeze the gas pump while fending off the marauding hordes of uneducated youth listening to their rap music, all while our sugahs are dangerously lowered because we could be inside purchasing a 128 oz Big Gulp and a family pack of Ho Hos.
This is obviously too much for many of us, so we, reasonably, use our God-given brain and opposable thumbs to engineer a solution using our gas cap. But the oppressive bootheel of government oppression, failing to recognize our right under natural law to use our private property as deem necessary and proper, crushes our very souls with another unnecessary law, as shown here. Fortunately for all of us, save perhaps firemen, gas station owners and innocent onlookers, I’ve personally witnessed a grassroots revolt, in the form of a woman who was sitting in her car talking on her (unregulated, as Jesus preached) cell phone while her car filled, who then drove off, still talking on her phone, almost getting t-boned in a busy four-lane road.