My granddaddy once told me a story: If you were trapped in a pit with an Indian and six angry cobras, and all you had was a revolver [loaded with 6 bullets], what would you do?
Answer: shoot the Indian 6 times.
I told my grand daddy that his story was bloody racist. And he told me that if I shot the snakes instead, I would live to regret it. He added that while it is important not to be rude or racist, it is even more important to first not get killed.
Take this story for what you think it's worth. If not happy, zap me then for being racist.