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When it comes to Black and White, two things immediately pop into my mind: The classic music video of Michael Jackson’s song where the faces of all different people morph into one another, implying we are all the same And the Seinfeld episode where Jerry describes the classic Black and White cookie as “two races of flavor living side by side… nothing mixes better than vanilla and chocolate and yet somehow racial harmony eludes us.   If people would only look to the cookie all our problems would be solved.  Look to the cookie Elaine.  Look to the cookie! Before I get to how this relates to today’s story let me take a step back. A few days ago, I had lunch with my brother, who is fourteen years older than me. He lives 1,000 miles away, but for 90 minutes, we just happened to be in the same city at the same time. My brother is a human, not a cat, but he has lived nearly nine lives. A year out of high school, he moved to Hawaii to quench his thirst for surfing. ...

I’m guessing that my 12-year old daughter was not the inspiration for the Jackson 5‘s hit Dancin’ Machine, considering that “I” was only six years old when the song came out in 1973. But like the song says, she is “movin and groovin” pretty much every day of the week. Whether it’s in our kitchen or in the dance studio, where she spends more than 12 hours a week, she loves to dance. Hip hop, jazz, pom. You name it, she’s in. Last Friday night, she took on a new kind of dance -- a middle-school dance. My wife and I chaperoned, giving us a night out and giving me a chance to forget that I was unemployed. The theme was 80’s night, which was right up our alley. One of the first songs we heard was Bryan Adams classic, “Heaven”. Except, it wasn’t Bryan Adams. It was a dance version released in 2002 by DJ Sammy and Yanou. Totally not the 80’s. As the evening went on, we heard Journey and Wham, Miley Cyrus and the Black Eyed Peas. Perhaps, the song that got the biggest reaction was...