I have to comment on this, just a little episode form the streets of NYC.
I honestly wasn't sure if that half-burkha was something muslims wore or hindus or whatever wore - so when I see someone wearing one, I don't usually get the visceral churning in the pit of my stomach that I do when I see someone the evil looking robe and mask known as a burkha.
But just the other day after work, probably the day of the San Bernardino attack, I was buying a single box of Froot Loops in the ratty little grocery store on the corner. I headed toward the register that had only one person in line, and the cashier was some female wearing one of those. She took one look at me with that frozen, malevolent face of hers and yanked out a handwritten "Closed" sign which she dropped onto the little grocery conveyor as I approached.
She was looking at me the whole time with that defiant face of hers. I thanked her and went to the next register.
Now that I reflect on it, I've never seen someone wearing one of those who wasn't a little mass of negative vibes. They're never nice, they don't smile, the strut with an air of superiority and look down their noses at everyone else and, if you will, are most unlady-like.