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A people that values its privileges above its principles soon loses both.


Two blokes having a look under the bonnet. Salamanca, May 2010.

Sorry I'm late but I'm busy, so will be brief.

Theme Thursday?

Bugger!

WHITE?

WHITE is one of those words that doesn't say much, but kind of says everything. For most people, the opposite of WHITE is BLACK. For just as many, the absence of BLACK is WHITE. It seems that BLACK somehow sullies WHITE. Conversely, WHITE somehow enriches and improves BLACK. WHITE makes BLACK a little less menacing.

That seems stupid to me.

WHITE is WHITE, BLACK IS BLACK and BLACK is WHITE and WHITE is BLACK.

Comments

RA said…
Witty! :)
Baino said…
Im' just pissed off that neither is really a colour.

Actually there is much to be said for studiously looking at an engine . . .it makes you look like you know what you're doing when you haven't in fact got a clue! I know, I do it often.
Ed & Jeanne said…
"Ebony and Ivory"...no, I won't sing that obnoxious song.

"The ink is black, the page is white"....no, I won't sing that one either.

"It doesn't matter if your black or white"...no, I won't sing that one either.

Yes...it does seem that black and white and always entangled with each other.
Brian Miller said…
between your title and your closing lines, you sure found a lot of wisdom in white....happy tt!
Yup, can't have one with out the other. -j
Tom said…
yeah, i thought it was a kind of boring prompt too, but then it wasn't!
Kris McCracken said…
Thanks all. People are silly about WHITE.

Technically, WHITE the combination of all colours in the visible spectrum.
Roddy said…
Ebony and Ivory.
Black and white makes what shade of grey?
moondustwriter said…
white is a good balance
nice post
take care
Carola said…
Black - White - Black I'm so tired of it. While travelling in Africa I'm really pissed off, as Baino said. It is so stupid all this talking about.
Dreamhaven said…
It's all the same to me. Color is only skin deep.
Kris McCracken said…
Moondust, it is indeed.

Carola, prick 'em and they all bleed.

DH, hear hear!

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