Its A-Comin'

[Warph]

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

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.

Finally, the American Indian clears his throat and softly he 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 smooth drawl. "That's
'cause we ain't played Cowboys and Muslims yet, but I do believe it's
a-comin'."