I met this French Canadian girl on spring break one year, and she talked like a klansman. She barely spoke English, and I spoke no French, but she sure knew the N word. She pronounced as an elongated NEE-gar whenever she said it, which was often. If she saw a Black on the beach, she'd say it to me then pull me off in another direction away from them. I took her out to dinner one night and she demanded we leave after she discovered our waiter was Black. She said in broken English that she knew for a fact that he would spit in our food. I always wondered if the rest of Quebec was like her.