Thanks, BethRags! I don't think I would say I'm traumatized, though. Just beyond furious and disgusted with how some people act...to my foundation. Trump made it worse, for sure, but it obviously always existed. I will say that looking back on it, I think I experienced a little depersonalization during the confrontations. It started at the moment when I realized my suspicion was right, that it was a deliberate hate act and the bartender was not apologizing. Without thinking, I slammed that pellet/bb so hard on the bar that it sounded like it ricocheted off two walls. Maybe even almost hit those two aggressive people (who I believe gave the bartender the idea, in the first place). I recall the bartender moving further away. I didn't recall his presence afterwards. When the woman came up into my face, I stood looking at her thinking she was crazy. Then her companion, ZZ Top-like took her place. What I recall then was giving him a death stare. He must have backed off because then I turned and left starting to speak again for the first time, slightly ranting that I couldn't believe they were Americans. Not sure if they heard that. When I reached the front desk clerk, I simply told him I was threatened. His response was simply "I am sorry." I believed him, but felt he was unlikely to report a thing... maybe out of fear or resignation???? Sad but too common.

I am a pretty tough lady. In some ways I probably intimidated them more than vice versa. However, there is a chance one or more of that fine trio had a gun. Where did that buckshot pellet come from otherwise? Not the sky. If they had used it, their regret would have been multitudes worse. The fact is, only cowards keep guns on them for aggressive purposes. There was no deer or duck hunting going on. None were cops.