Recently I went to a used book store in Grass Valley, where the 60-something man behind the counter, working, was discussing the recent presidential debates with another man about his same age. I was not acknowledged when I walked in, or asked if I needed any help finding anything. Although it was obvious the owner’s political views differed from my own, everyone is entitled to their opinion and I had every intention of buying a book that day. I decided on the “New Testament” and walked up to the counter just in time to hear the man behind it call …