Tuesday, January 25, 2011
"In the West, when you want privacy, you go into a closed room. In the East, when we want privacy, we go into an open field."
A WHITE HORSE IS NOT A HORSE
That is what is known as “an old Chinese saying.” I learned it from my finance professor. I was too embarrassed to ask him to explain what it meant. Soon, I would figure it out for myself.
A few years later, my wife and I moved out West. What happened? Something that almost never does. I got a craving. A food craving. A food craving for for something I never crave. A salami sandwich on rye and a bottle of beer.
We drove to the supermarket. Beer, no problem. Salami, no problem. Then, we went to buy the rye bread.
I found, pumpernickel rye; marble rye, low-sodium rye; diet rye; California rye; I found every kind of rye bread except rye bread. Then I understood. A white horse is not a horse.
Solution. I had a baloney sandwich on white bread and a glass of chocolate milk.
How many white horses do you have in your stable?
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