I'm Your Ice Cream Man, Stop Me When I'm Passing By.. (or not)

So we bought our house a little over a year ago, and it's been many years since i've lived in a house. Our neighborhood is your average middle class American suburban neighborhood. Not the bad part of town, not the rich part of town.

When we were kids, the "Joe's" Ice cream truck would come around playing "The Entertainer" all ready to sell ice cream to us. We'd quickly beg our parents for change, run out to catch him, buy some ice cream, and it was the highlight of our day. He drove a white mail jeep type vehicle, or those smaller 3 wheel truck things, but they were always white, and unmistakable with all the popsicle brands and prices plastered all over the side of the vehicle.

Fast-forward to 2006. Our neighborhood (apparant) ice cream man drives a regular candy red minivan. Ayep, that's it pictured above. It's just your typical soccer-mom style mini van. It plays the jingly ice cream man music, but has no markings on the vehicle whatsoever, no popsicle stickers, no prices, nothing. The only way it's identifiable as the ice cream man is with the jingly music.

Now maybe it's just me, but I find this a bit creepy. An unmarked van driving through the neighborhood playing music to attract the kiddies.. I mean, what conclusion is a person supposed to jump too? Would you let your kids go out to it? I wouldn't. Now, i'm sure it's all perfectly innocent, but that doesn't matter, because the image just *screams* pedophile. I mean, what the hell are people thinking these days doing creepy stuff like that? Don't they *know* what it looks like?