Those Damn Canadians
So, just got back from Chicago. And had a good, although jam-packed time. One experience though is standing out above the rest- Those Damn Canadians.
On one night a friend came over with her boyfriendand and at one point he started to complain about "All the Canadians" that came to his work. When I looked confused, his girlfriend explained that this was what the guys at his restaurants called blacks. He continued with his story, and although it was fairly benign racism (complaining about how they wanted their food too fast at a wedding) it was boding badly. Wife attempted to save the guy through generalizing his comment ("Yes, all people can be obnoxious at their wedding") but he wasn't to be deterred. "Nope, I've had Jews, Christians, everybody. But the Canadians are the worst." We quickly changed the subject. This has left me with a few questions...
1. Why Canadians?
I find it very strange that they picked Canadians. It's as if PCness has managed to infiltrate today's racist. Which seems to be a (mildly) good thing. Or, perhaps, they just use it b/c no one would guess it and then they can use it in front of the very people they are insulting.
2. Are Chicagoans more racist than Portlanders?
I do find myself in these situations more when I go to Chicago. Is it the people I tend to see there versus the people I surround myself with now? Is it that it's easier to be non-racist in Portland where everyone's white? Or, is it that Portlanders are just as racist, but just not as vocal about what they're really thinking? Curious what the Chicago Bloggers think of this.
3. Did we respond as we should?
These are always tough uncomfortable situations. How do you go about showing these people that this is not acceptable? Will admonishing them do anything? In the past, I've felt that just full-on not laughing and not smiling can switch the discomfort back to them. Which is pretty much what we did, but this certainly did not get the message across to this guy (he was a little on the dumb side). Perhaps we should have just said something along the lines of, "Could you not talk like that in front of me." And I'd have no problem doing that to a coworker or friend, but someone you just met... I've played with the idea of just saying, "Actually, my brother-in-law is black," (he's not) and then just stopping and letting them feel like an idiot.
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