NDBC hosted an International Taste Fest to promote Community Relations.
People, of different nationalities, would bring in samples of their food and whilst people tasted the food the people would discuss the aspect of Community relations it their country.
Two girls were there. One was from Iran (A Sunni muslim) and the other from Iraq (a Shia muslim) They were best friends and had been bridesmaids at each other’s weddings.
On describing their friendship to another Councillor I made the point about how they could get along together being from different religious disciplines especially as the two disciplines were antagonist towards each other.
The councillor seem to take this all in and leaned over to me quietly and asked…. are they Protestants or Catholics?
True story. The Councillor will not be named.
We hosted a reception in Council for some native American Indians. They dressed in their native costumes and were superb people. I had a great time.
I was talking to the Chief, who was dressed in full feathers and garb and another Councillor came up beside me and said: “How.” and pointing to the man’s wife said “Is this your squaw?”
Saying ‘How’ to an American Indian is bad enough but calling a native American Indian’s wife a squaw is like calling her a prostitute and the Chief’s face went purple.
I had to do some quick talking to stop the whole thing from turning into a debacle….. apologising for ‘our’ lack of knowledge and excusing etc etc etc.
As a side note. The Chief owed a software company as was a multi millionaire. Talk about stereo typing!