Two profanity laden verbal assaults separated by 55 years bear remarkable similarities. The first one I include in my book - Sometimes David Wins - about an incident outside a Frisch's Big Boy Restaurant in Richmond, Indiana. The second just happened next to the Oracle Post Office, which I described in Going so Local I'm in the Weeds. Both hit me out of the blue.
The commonalities are eerie. They both happened in times of extreme social/political division, with passions running high. They're both colored by suspicions (mine) about the impartiality of possible law enforcement's response. They both carried overtones of violent threat above and beyond the assaultive language (ripping the windshield wiper off my car in one case; taking a vid of me and my license plate in the other, with it's implied "we know who you are and where you live"). Given the gun culture in both places, and the hostility of attitude on full public display in the confrontations, I am certain that both of the principals traveled with firearms in their vehicles.