Imagine this.

You are walking into a restaurant for a meal with your seven-year-old daughter.  A man pushes the glass door so hard that it almost hits her in the face. You say “Excuse me, sir, you almost hit my daughter with the door, could you please be careful?” He tells you to watch your f-ing kid and you tell him that you are a US Army soldier and you don’t want any trouble. He proceeds to pound your face with his fists, knocking you to the ground, kicking and hitting your head with fists and feet, calling you profane names and racial slurs while nobody helps you. You black out, but you come back to blinding pain and the echoes of your child’s horrified screams. This scene was brought to you by your Morrow, GA  Cracker Barrel.