I'm not suggesting this was a terrifying experience that left me shaking in bed with PTSD, and as noted right in the story I told my son the men weren't threats (although they were behaving in a way that was meant to be intimidating, they were just shitty at it. I've been around enough blocks to know what that looks like,)

The point of the whole piece is not the incident itself, but that the it represents an emerging pattern of incivility bordering on hostility that didn't used to be a part of daily life. That's what I'm pissed about.

You don't have to agree, but overanalyzing the details of my little encounter isn't going to add any value to this correspondence.