McDonald's: Middle-Class America Microcosm

I was about halfway through the second cheeseburger in the Number Two Meal at McDonald's when I noticed a couple children playing in that stupid plastic tube apparatus/germ farm. An African-American boy not more than seven or eight years old wearing one of those nylon 'do-rags made popular by 50 Cent and a girl about the same age wearing a dress that made her look like she just came from Sunday mass were standing by the shoe cubbie holes at a pretend drive-thru window with a large piece of clear plastic separating them. (What lofty aspirations McDonald's urges children towards, a drive-thru worker at one of their restaurants.)

The girl asked sweetly, "What can I get you?" and smiled.

"I'll tell you what you can get me," the boy shot back, sticking his index finger and thumb up to represent a gun. "Gimme that money, this is a hold up!"

Can somebody give me the nature vs. nurture folks' phone numbers? I'd like to spark some more debates.