Cowboys and ???
Three strangers strike up a conversation in the airport lounge in Bozeman, Montana, awaiting their flights.
One is an American Indian, passing thru from Lame Deer. Another is a
cowboy on his way to Billings for a livestock show. And the third is a
fundamentalist Arab student from the Middle East, newly arrived at
Montana State University.
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 a 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 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 Montana 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'".
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