You are the lowest form of life, you know that? If you wanted one, for crying out loud, buy one at Wal-Mart – they are less than two bucks! If you didn’t have the two bucks, you could’ve waited until I came out of the store, I would have given it to you if you had asked.

Oh, wait – you didn’t want one, you just didn’t want me, a veteran, to show support for the troops? That little magnetic yellow ribbon so offended you that you had to take it off of my vehicle? The vehicle with the Marine Corps logo sticker on the back window and the veteran plate? You are now lower than the lowest form of life. You didn’t take it for yourself, you took it so I couldn’t have it.

You are entitled to your opinion. You have the right to express yourself freely. Your right ceases to exist at the beginning of my private property, including my vehicle. I don’t know who you are, and that’s the only thing that is keeping me from…

…praying that God will have mercy on your thieving soul. I pray that God opens and softens your heart to realize that by your actions you have condemned yourself to eternal pain as in a lake of fire. And really, if you had wanted to confront me with your opinion, I would have thanked God He allowed me to serve this country and, by extension, you, in order that people may have the right to disagree with the status quo.