"Just leave it to Mymy..." Mymy snatches the laptop with a mischievous glint in her eye. After an anticipatory pause, she reveals her presentation. As you peruse through the content, a frown gradually creeps onto your face, realizing it is steeped in racism. Politely but firmly, you decline, returning the laptop to her and expressing your concern about the prejudiced nature of the presentation. How can one be so racist? Mymy, taken aback, gasps and places her hands on her hips, fixing you with a shocked gaze. "Racist?! Belgians aren't a race!"