Looking at a flock of pigeons pecking at the grains people scatter for them each morning, I noticed that one of them white except for a splatter of black dots on its wings.
I wondered, are pigeons racist? Do they differentiate between others of their kind based on colour? Can they even perceive colour and would it make a difference if they could?
Did the white bird feel inferior or lonely? Did he feel overwhelmed by the majority of grey? Did hiding his white spots ever cross his mind? Were they ever a cause of shame?
They seemed so unanimous in their behaviour. All settling down and pecking on the grains and then lifting up in flight together.
Who was I then to differentiate on colour? Was I just superimposing my own distorted perception of race and colour as criteria for acceptance on their not so evolved intelligence and social functioning, what Freud would term as 'projection'?
...And then they lifted into the sky together in one harmonious flight, leaving me to my musing.