By Pamela Putz
The Schalotte / May 1, 2012
The other day I ran into some college student protesters at the grocery store entrance 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? Don't you care about the atrocities of our country? "
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 all the way up your ass and then open it."
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