I had two distinctly different experiences today while wearing the special t-shirt I got in San Francisco’s Chinatown earlier this year.
While walking in the county park, I did not notice but my wife observed a number of people giving me dirty looks while they passed. After she pointed this out, I saw myself them giving me what she calls “the stink eye.”
After our walk we went to our neighborhood Walmart store where I received a very different response. The first person I passed expressed appreciation for the shirt, and one of the employees in the electronics department did a double-take, then smiled, and asked to take a photo of the shirt.
Two Americas, divided by guns.