Long ago in a faraway planet lived an island of utmost sacredness – its people were white as snow – in fact, all was white – only the faintest glow would highlight their features – alas from a distant dark meteor came those who jealous of white decided to cast a shadow – and so they came dressed in white – they had no glow but hooked up a little bit of lighting to cast an aura – they began with friendly tones – and the people of white who knew of nothing but love were so welcoming – of-course the dark people took all they could – for after all, it is love we are after – once they had eaten their fill, their jealousy once again began – soon they began to cast small doubt on the real glowers – they began with (remember obama..) smirks – little belittling – soon enough the white people began to doubt – is it true?… – are the people from the meteors right? – paralyzed by their own complex "sensitive to shame from doing bad," they began to accept that villification – soon eneough they too…