If I couldn't grasp the concept of color, you know, if I was blind from birth and I kept hearing about all these colors, these goddamn colors, and when I asked what blue was, and it's one of those things that, it's like, it's impossible to describe, and then expect me, blind from birth, to accept that there's not just blue, but also red and yellow and green, and that I have no effing clue what these things even are, because they're not like a chair, where I could feel it and say "that's a chair" as opposed to "that's a shoe", because they feel different, and then you tell me that there's these things you can see but can't really touch or describe, well, if I kept hearing about all that, I would probably kill myself.