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
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."
Big Earthquake hits the Middle East!
A big earthquake with the strength of 8.1 on the Richter scale hits the Middle East. Two million Muslims die and over a million are injured. Iraq, Iran and Syria are totally ruined and the governments don't know where to start with providing help to rebuild.
The rest of the world is in shock.
Britain is sending troops to help keep the peace.
Saudi Arabia is sending oil & monetary assistance.
Latin American countries are sending clothing.
New Zealand and Australia are sending sheep, cattle and food crops.
The Asian countries are sending labor to assist in rebuilding the
Canada is sending medical teams and supplies.
President Donald Trump, not to be outdone, is sending two million replacement Muslims.
God Bless President Trump.
H/T Steve ; ) Thank you!