The Master Race

Well, if you've been around blog-land for a while, you might have guessed, from certain slip-ups on my part, that I had blue eyes.

And that of course makes me part of the 'master race'.

You might think it's easy being part of the master race - but in fact it's a lot tougher than you think.

For one thing, if you leave me out in the sun too long, my beautiful pale alabaster-like skin goes an interesting pink colour.

And if you take me out on sunny days you won't see how blue my eyes are - because my face will be screwed up against the glare so much you'll just see slits.

Of course people with blue eyes are higher up on the evolutionary scale than people with brown eyes. 

Everyone knows that. 

Well, everyone who's never had a chance to read a book on iris evolution.

The truth is, us blue eyed people ... well, we're... er....  mutants. 

Plain and simple. 

You see, originally we humans had three layers of pigment on our irises.

The bottom layer was blue, the middle layer some yellowy browny hazel colour, and the top layer a deep velvety chocolate colour.

And somewhere along the way we blue eyed people have lost the outer two layers of pigment.

You can still see it sometimes in a bio-microscope - you'll see little islands of brown sitting up above the sea of blue. (Here's an image from this site to illustrate).

Well, while we are on the subject, did you know I almost went to Vietnam?

If I'd been three years older my number would have come up.

So the chap in the top image is me, born three years earlier, in another country, to people who still had three layers of iris pigment.

He was lucky enough to return home.

Thank you sincerely to everyone who commented on my last post. I've been working my b$#@5om off trying to finish a project before "S" day - which will happen in about two weeks.

I'll be round to visit soon.

And let you know what "S" day is on my next post :)

see you!