This is one of those stories you wish were true, but you doubt it is. Anyway, I thought it was good. With the way things are and the things I have seen here in Cincinnati, I do expect it is true but I would have liked to have seen it. I have to put up with this crap on a weekly basis so I am numb to it anymore. I was sent this by a friend who keeps me up on all the neat things to make you smile (like this one).
The story as sent
I got off the train in Roslyn because I had to use the bathroom and the train was moving quite slowly. When I was getting back on the train, there were protesters on the train platform handing out pamphlets on the evils of America. I politely declined to take one. An elderly woman was behind me getting off the escalator and a young (20ish) 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 said, "Ma'am, don't you care about the children of Iraq?" The old woman looked up at her and said, "Honey, my first husband died in France during World War II so you could have the right to stand here and bad mouth your country. And if you touch me again, I'll stick this umbrella up your ass and open it."
I'm glad to report that loud applause broke out among the onlookers and the young protester was at a total loss for words.
At any rate, it was a good story.
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