It reminded me of what we said when we were kids and someone made fun of us. “Sticks and stones might break my bones but words will never hurt me!” People are such wimps now!
I was talking with an Indian and I mentioned “Indians”. Another white guy standing there corrected me and said “Its Native American”. I looked at the Indian and said “Indian is okay with you - right?”
“Um, yeah. That’s what we call ourselves.”
I DID learn something though when I asked him if he was from the local tribe. He said yes - but that’s only the white’s name for it. He said that the original Indians only had one tribe - and one name. “The People”.
“So you all had the same name - but you were still different groups, right?”
“Well yeah - you’re not going to steal women and slaves from your own group!”
I didn’t get into it with him - but stealing women for wives was probably a good idea to help prevent too much inbreeding. I suppose they figured that out over thousands of years of trial and error.