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 (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 said, "Ma'am, don't you care about the children in Iraq?" The old woman looked up at her and said quietly, "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 *ss and open it."