On
a rainy afternoon, a group of protesters were gathered outside 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 gently put her hand on the old woman's shoulder and in a
patronizing voice said, "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 naive, ignorant, self centered bimbo like you could
have the right to stand here and badmouth our country, and if you touch
me again, I'll shove this umbrella up your ass and open it."
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