I tend to agree. If the woman eating was sitting next to the Emily Post wannabee slobbering spaghetti sauce all over her, that would be a different story. As it was—live and let live would have been a better approach.
why say anything? seriously.. unless the woman was flinging spags around the car, why gives a fark what she’s eating. It’s not like she was pinching a loaf or draining herself.
If you are going to live in a nobamaville you need to show some tolerance. If you don’t have that ability I guess going Bronson as in “Deathwish” is an option. However, I suggest leaving the scene to the animals and living your life free.
Emily Post. That’s funny. I don’t think EP would have said “what kind of animal eats on the train?”