Politically INcorrect Humor

THREE STRANGERS STRIKE UP A CONVERSATION IN THE AIRPORT PASSENGER LOUNGE IN ABILENE, TEXAS AWAITING THEIR FLIGHTS.

ONE IS AN AMERICAN INDIAN PASSING THROUGH FROM OKLAHOMA CITY. ANOTHER IS A COWBOY ON HIS WAY TO FORT WORTH FOR THE LIVESTOCK SHOW, AND THE THIRD PASSENGER IS A FUNDAMENTALIST ARAB STUDENT FROM THE MIDDLE EAST. THEIR DISCUSSION DRIFTS TO THEIR DIVERSE CULTURES. SOON, THE TWO WESTERNERS LEARN THAT THE ARAB IS A DEVOUT, RADICAL MUSLIM AND THE CONVERSATION FALLS INTO AN UNEASY LULL.

THE COWBOY LEANS BACK IN HIS CHAIR, CROSSES HIS BOOTS ON THE MAGAZINE TABLE AND TIPS HIS BIG SWEAT-STAINED HAT FORWARD OVER HIS FACE. THE WIND OUTSIDE IS BLOWING TUMBLEWEEDS AROUND, AND THE OLD WINDSOCK IS
FLAPPING; BUT STILL NO PLANE COMES. FINALLY, THE AMERICAN INDIAN
CLEARS HIS THROAT AND SOFTLY HE SPEAKS, "AT ONE TIME HERE, MY PEOPLE WERE MANY, BUT SADLY, NOW WE ARE FEW."

THE MUSLIM STUDENT RAISES AN EYEBROW AND LEANS FORWARD, "ONCE MY PEOPLE WERE FEW," HE SNEERS, "AND NOW WE ARE MANY. WHY DO YOU SUPPOSE THAT IS?" THE TEXAS COWBOY SHIFTS HIS TOOTHPICK TO ONE SIDE OF HIS MOUTH AND FROM THE DARKNESS BENEATH HIS STETSON SAYS IN A DRAWL, "THAT'S 'CAUSE WE AIN'T PLAYED COWBOYS AND MUSLIMS YET, BUT I DO BELIEVE IT'S A-COMIN'."