posted on Feb, 23 2010 @ 12:33 AM
This is a true story...
In 1964 there was a boy scout troop, Troop 56, in washington DC, Troop 56 was the closest Boy Scout troop to the old Boy Scounts of America
Headquarters building at Florida Ave and Connecticut Ave.
I was the Patrol leader for our patrol, we had made up our own name, the MOONCOONS.. and were damn proud of it, it was unique, our red emblem
was a raccoon sitting on the bottom of a crescent moon with his tail hanging down...
One day a big guy came down, all dressed up like a super duper scout from headquarters (to impress us, no doubt, with his vast authority) and wanted
to meet with us... he said that the National office was concerned about the name we chose for our patrol...
I said, but sir, we chose that name....
he said, it has off color connotations..
I said, How can a Raccoon sitting on Crescent moon at night have off color anything?
I said ask the troop members, so we called them in...
I mean, you have to picture this... I have Spanish in me, and had a dark tan, Chip was a white boy and my best friend, though Singh, was a Sihk, with
a twhite turban and dark skin, and we were all pals...we had two black kids, a little kid and a tall skinny lanky guy, and a huge kid from Korea
who must have weighed 200 lbs.
If it were 30 years later, we might have called ourselves The Geek Patrol.
As the guy from national office stood there looking at us.. he said, would you consider changing the name of your patrol? and we all yelled NO SIR!
So the MOONCOON Patrol of Troop 56 refused to compromise, we stayed the MOONCOONS despite the pressure from national and yah know, I still have the
patrol patch somewhere....and Im 60 now, and I have yet to compromise if I don't think what I see is right.
[edit on 23-2-2010 by seataka]