That is hilarious! And a bit embarrassing. ;-)
Brent my foster son used to do things like that. My business partner and his husband were fervent Quebec Separatists during a time when language politics were at a high point of being bitterly divisive in Montreal.
Brent would sit at the table with us after dinner and soak up all the stories Paul told, all the justification for Quebec forming its own nation state.
I didn’t think he was really listening or paying much attention.
Until … we brought him to a company picnic a client had invited us to.
It was a bit of a stuffy affair for a picnic, lots of conservative business people both French and English speaking.
Not too many activities for kids, other than for really small kids.
So, Brent stuck close to me and turned a dull affair into something quite explosive as he burst forth now and then with the most radical of Separatist ideology.
I watched more than one nose and set of cheeks go flaming red over flutes of good champagne.
I had to stop by the client’s office the next workday to apologize profusely and explain that as a consulting firm made up mostly of Americans we naturally stay out of Canadian and Quebec politics.
I’m not sure some of them ever believed me! ;-)