Some Of My Best Friends Are Smiths
by David Campton

In this curiously powerful play, the name "Smith" comes to stand for what puts any human group on the bitter receiving end of prejudice and discrimination.

The action begins casually when two attractive girls on a walking holiday arrive at an English hotel.

The reservation is for "Miss Jones and friend," but when the other girl registers with her name, "Miss Smith," the clerk asks why she hadn't been told the other name was "Smith."

She continues, "We don't take Smiths," and suggest the other girl would be happier in a hotel with her own kind.

Another prejudiced guest at the hotel comments on how it makes her blood run cold to open the phone book and see all the "Smiths."

In spite of themselves, a meaningful confrontation develops and with it a useful and pointed climax.

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