I was both shocked and amused by the comments of a couple women a few years ago. I was zooming down the sidewalk on a sunny summer afternoon. I was wearing my wrap-around sunglasses. I was with my mobility assistance dog.
I am a disability rights activist. I have encountered police officers at various protests I was at. Often, they just stood in line, chatting with us. Other times, they arrested us. By and large, it was good fun, but more importantly, we often got results.