Practice what you preach

My husband just called; he’s on his way to work. The car in front of him is a white, BMW, convertible with the top down. The driver is a lady, late 50s, leathery-skin (a possible fellow beach goer). She was smoking a cigarette. At a traffic light, she flicked her cigarette out of the car and onto the street. What’s wrong with this picture? Don’t most smokers litter?  Well, she had, on her car, a state-issued specialty license plate that read “Protect the Environment”.