Why Dark Is Evil

Why, in books, is dark or black the bad guys and white or light the good guys?

The answer seems simple: Humans are diurnal.  Thus, they cannot see at night.  And, seeing as they fear the unknown, they become agitated when they can’t see what’s happening.

Is there a predator in the area?  Is it going to get me?  Can I see it?

That way, fears escalated into a sort of albus/nigrum relationship, which turned into ‘black is evil, white is good.’  According to my theory, the ‘evil’ may have, in fact, been any color, only it was dark, and the human could not see him.  Something jet black may not be as menacing in daylight, but it still persists.

So why black and white?  Because, since darkness is evil, then all things evil are dark?  The real answer is also simple:

Humans are strange.

And I am strange for a human.  Does that make me ‘normal’?  But the ‘norm’ tends to apply to the majority, right?  Not necessarily.    The ‘normal’ ones are the people with more power.  Sometimes.  Sometimes it is the majority, and sometimes it is the people with the most power, and sometimes it is whoever, whichever group of people, claims to be ‘normal’ and oppresses the other group of people.  The ‘minority’.  The ‘weird’.

The ‘wrong.’

You can’t keep everyone happy at once, unless you used some sort of a drug or something to brainwash them.  But there is a difference between being unhappy and being treated poorly.

Do other people think like this?  Do most people have the urge to be constantly figuring stuff out, putting things together, moving from thought to thought at a speed much faster than talking, so fast that you confuse whoever you are talking to with your apparently random and irrelevant thoughts when it all made sense in your head?

Is your train of thought a bullet train?

I asked some of my sock monkeys about it.  Mivsie wasn’t sure, but Dr. SquiggleEyes and Sock Monkey almost agreed:

“Thoughts come and go out of this ol’ noggin so quickly that if you tried to catch them… um… um… wait a second… Oh well, I forgot.  Say, have you ever worn an underwear hat?” was Dr. SquiggleEyes’ response.

“Thoughts.  I have thoughts.  And I think them!  Is that what you mean?” asked Sock Monkey.

Maisy-Amaia said, though, “I am not human.  So I would not know.”

I suppose this only applies to humans, then?  I wonder what monkeys think about…

“How healthy eating nothing but instant ramen and frozen pizza is.” says Mivsie, opening her tiny fridge in her college dorm.

I guess so.



Hmmm — Stuff that should add a bit of interest.

Sergio Aragonés.  Ub Iwerks.  John Stanley.  Kate Leth.  Carl Barks.  William Van Horn.  Art Spiegelman.  Melanie Gillman.  Daan Jippes.  Ryan North.  John Allison.  Jack Hannah.  Don Martin.  Malachai Nicole.  Ethan Nicole.  Osamu Tezuka.  Andy Runton.  Emmanuel Guibert.  Marc Boutavant.  Yuki Midorikawa.  Jeffrey Brown.  Irving Tripp.  Marjorie Buell.

Man, I hope I spelled all those names right.

Mmm.  Google Drawings thingies.

Mmm. Google Drawings thingies.

Originally made entirely out of arrows.  Looked terrible.

Originally made entirely out of arrows. Looked terrible.

From a baby book that used a weird font.

From a baby book that used a weird font.

Maybe some of you recognize this guy- or not. :|

Maybe some of you recognize this guy- or not. 😐

I just tried adding a sock monkey story preview, but it didn’t want to upload.  Ah well.  And I should probably get off the computer, or else I won’t be able to sleep tonight.  Stupid daylight simulating lights, and stupid primitive brain for accepting them as real!


Well, anyways, goodbye!