Martin Luther King Jr. Defender of Waiter's Rights.
I did adore my late Grandfather, despite some questionable beliefs he held (actually, there should be a QOTW about racist Grandfathers, so I can get things like this off my chest.).

He was great to me, so I find it hard to associate the man I loved with some of his outdated views. He absolutely spoiled me rotten, but he did, occasionally, get a bit fed up, waiting on us hand and foot. After coming back from the kitchen for the umpteenth time in the same day with milk, or chocolate, or grapes (peeled, no less!) or cola or sandwiches or cakes, one request too far prompted the response 'What did your last nigger die of?'. After the question to my mother of "What's a nigger?" and some no doubt harsh words between her and Granddad, and then their shared desire to avoid any further difficult questions from me, I spent a good few years believing that a nigger and a waiter were interchangeable terms. I'd love to be able to tell you that I only learnt differently when being taken out to dinner by a posh girlfriend's parents some years later, but fortunately for me, I think i just slowly realised over time that I had been lied to
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Thu 19 Jan 2012, 14:44, 1 reply)

There was one a while back......
Or did you know that and now I look foolish?

www.b3ta.com/questions/racistgrandparents/

just in case :)
( user_names_suck, Thu 19 Jan 2012, 16:39, closed)