Once when I was between jobs I scabbed at a supermarket in the deli department during a strike. One evening I was the last to leave. There was a car in the dark at the far end of the parking lot; I didn't think anything of it. When I started to drive away the car, without lights on, followed me. I got about half way home and decided to see if I was being followed or just being paranoid, so I turned into a side street. The car followed. So instead of driving home I drove to police headquarters, about six blocks from home and parked. The car kept going as I gave the finger to the occupants (counted three heads).
This was before cell phones were in common use, so I couldn't call the cops to be ready to pull them over.
Even if we didn’t know how much damage Democrat policies do the the most vulnerable, to the people they claim to want to help, just knowing that Democrats support unions would be enough to tell us all we need to know.