Speaking of libeal compassion, in the Demokratik Socialist People's Republick of Santa Moniknuckistan, CA, I witnessed a scene that, had I been of more unbalanced temperment, resulted in the death of a driver of a vehicle.
The incident in question occured about a block or so from the VA hospital (San Vicente at Wilshire) where an elderly gentleman was trying to make his way across Wilshire to get to the VA hospital. I can only presume that the gentleman in question was a veteran, but by his demeanor and USMC shirt he was wearing, I'd say it's a pretty safe bet.
He was using a cane, and didn't move very fast--apparently not quickly enough for the bitch driving a car eastbound on Wilshire who was totally laying on her horn and literally SCREAMING out her window at the guy to move faster because the light had turned and you're holding her up, blah, blah, blah.
I'm just glad he made it across. And to the woman who did that, if you're still on this planet, I hope you die in a ****ing fire, bitch.