Mister
Oli, the technician who knows, was investigating last week at the
Museum of Anthropology in the University Endownment Lands near
Vancouver.
I was looking for the secret of Energy Zero that I was hoping to find
in a few totem poles when my research was interrupted by a group of
French tourists who were speaking out loud and disturbed my quest. In
order not to be recognized by anyone, I had chosen Canadian clothes: a
cheap T-shirt and tacky shorts that I had found on sale at the Value
Village for 99 cents.
I managed to approach the group close enough to hear them clearly and I
listened to them as I was pretending flip through the binders placed
against the wall next to the bear carved by Bill Reid (left).
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tourists were discussing several issues about American culture, namely
the fact that some people are not curious of knowing what is happenning
outside their county. Through a simple analysis comparing rednecks and
educated French people, they were concluding that France was
educated and America retarded. They were obviously forgetting that by comparing
sardines in oil and tuna in brine you cannot conclude that sardine is
fatter than tuna.
"Bon, moi chuis pas un mec hyper fermé, j'ai des amis africains..." was
saying one of them, as if the fact of having African friends was a sign
of openmindedness.
"Ce musée, ça m'fait rigoler, ces gens là, on leur
a tout volé...(2)". That one was obviously pointing at the
alleged hypocrisy of Canadian Society who founded a museum to store all
stolen pieces of artwork and pretending to praise First Nation
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cultures
after having destroyed everything. That guy would certainly have liked
Canada better if the destruction had been completed and the leftovers
abandonned in Nature, letting time finish the job of the first English
settlers.
(1) I am not a very narrow-minded guy, I have African friends...
(2) This museum makes me laugh, they stole everything from those people...
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