There were protesters at the grocery store handing out pamphlets on the evils of America.
I politely declined to take one.
There was an elderly woman behind me and a young (20-ish) female protester offered
her a pamphlet, which she politely declined.
The young protester put her hand on the old woman's shoulder as a gesture of friendship and in
a very soft voice the young lady said, "Lady, don't you care about the children of Iraq?"
The old woman looked up at her and said:
"Honey, my father died in France during World War II, I lost my husband in Korea, and a son in
Vietnam. All three died so a bitch like you could have the right to stand here and badmouth
our country. If you touch me again, I'll stick this umbrella up your ass and open it."
