Colour

Was having dinner with a few of my footy friends after the game and a topic of conversation was how Adrian's friend's brown Labrador bitch went on heat, ran out the gate, got shagged and eventually gave birth to eight puppies. The big laugh was that all the puppies turned out black when the bitch is brown. We had a good laugh over that and Adrian said one more time for emphasis.

"They all came out black wey!"

That's when I noticed this Indian family at the next table and they were staring at us in mild outrage.

The only word they probably registered was 'black'. Did they actually know what we were talking about? No offense was meant.

It could have been any other doggy colour. Just so happens the puppies all have black hair. Dogs don't have racial issues although apparently, we do.

Why it was so funny, to me anyway, was probably because I was thinking of the Jerry Springer episode where this racist redneck white man's daughter had a nig... sorry, bla... sorry, African American boyfriend and was pregnant by him.

I don't know if my friends were thinking along the same lines. The 'nightmare' interracial thing. Where's the line? Do we draw it ourselves? Was the joke racist? It probably was though I don't actually think it was intended to come out that way.

Sad isn't it?

If there is a god we would all be the same colour. I suppose someone thought it was funny to play with the crayons when the drawings were still on the draftsman's board. We may all be equal in His eyes but we sure as hell aren't in our own. Problem could have been easily solved if we were all the same fucking colour. Which colour?

Would we be black or white?

Let me tell you an old story. It doesn't have a title but I call it irony.

When god made men, he made them out of clay. He made three and put them in his oven. The clay man in the front of the tray was too far away from the fire and didn't get cooked. The clay was still white. God threw away the white man and he landed in Europe. The man at the back of the tray was also ruined. He was too near the fire and was burnt. God threw away the black man and he fell to Africa. The man in the middle of the tray was done just right. The clay was perfectly baked and the colour was just right. God placed the perfect man tenderly into China.

Probably Comrade Communist China Chinese Mind Control Propaganda. But an interesting take on the black or white issue nonetheless. Some things should be floated around in grey areas. Most things, if you think about it, aren't a case of black or white.