I know I must seem obnoxious. Sorry. Among the most influential and dearest friends I've been lucky to find over the years, one of the best was a Turkish/Cypriot chef-tailor. What a guy. Another was my Russian buddy who taught me how to make the Bulgarina tamburahs that we marketed. Another is my Yemeni grocer friend. He's like the wise man of the mixed black/white neighborhood where his shop is. Another is my Korean zen teacher, the venerable Hyunoong Sunim.
Not too many French friends in my life but I think that's mainly coindcidence.
In short, I find judging people by their homeland to be mostly pointless. They be some creep WASP Americans running about. Then there's me and you.
