I am an American mutt. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Great grandma was a full blood Cherokee, married an Irish potato farmer. My dad was story teller for a First Nation Ojibwa tribe, his dad was a Bohemian from Bohemia. It goes on like that. In the winter, I am "white". In the summer I am "coloured". I catch flak because my mom was Canadian and my dad was American. I live on the border. I have had black guys from downtown Detroit call me "nigger". Around here, some of us use that term affectionately, some use it to describe a certain type of person - and it has NOTHING to do with race. It has everything to do with attitude. I have no use for prejudice when there are so very many perfectly good reasons to dislike people on an individual basis. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!