Rain of Spit

A journalist talks about trying to cover a protest, when the protesters turned on her:

I found myself herded against a brick wall as they kept on spitting - on my face, my hair, my clothes, my arms.

It was like rain, coming at me from all directions - hitting my recorder, my bag, my shoes, even my glasses.

Big gobs of spit landed on me like heavy raindrops. I could even smell it as it fell on my face.

Somewhere behind me - I didn't see him - a man on a stairway either kicked me in the head or knocked something heavy against me.

What kind of people would do such a thing? What kind of organization would draw so many gutless thugs into the same place?

Orthodox Jews. Yeah, religion makes people good, sure, whatever...