"Gold Star Father," a Marine vet who lost a Marine son in our recent wars, mentioned this in a comment the other day:
I was tootling around a Big Box Store one day with my wife. I left the book section and moved on. Wife disappeared. I back tracked to find her at the book section taking all of Bush's memoir copies off the shelf and dropping them on the floor. I panicked for a second as I figured every camera in the store probably just targeted us. But, I kinda shrugged, watched her do it, and we moved on. She told me she did the same when Rummy's memoir hit the shelves.