We're all blind, some a little more than the others. We choose to see what we want to see and even then we look at what we see the way we want to....and don't we all like to see the world thru rose colored glasses? These are fucked times, when a man's identity is his Gucci shoes and Hugo Boss suit, when love is a 60 carat clear-cut diamond set on a platinium ring and happiness, a brand new Mercedes Benz. These are times when blindness isn't a handicap but a convinient epidemic, infact it could very well be the next step in human evolution. So if a lone blind man is standing in the rain, waiting for help and you happen to be snug in a warm chauffeured vechile idling away in the traffic and you feel sorry for him but move on anyway, don't feel guilty, instead pat your back,raise a toast to his good health and those Jimmy Choo boots you've been dying for...you know you've evolved.
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