God's Punchlines

Close your eyes and picture this(don't actually close your eyes, keep reading).

  Imagine a colorless world. A playground, packed with children, all with hair, skin, and eyes the purest white you've ever seen. Innocent, and eagerly awaiting their turn on the slide, a dark tunnel ready to deliver these precious angels to anxiously awaiting parents in maternity wards all over the world. God, in whatever form you envision him, is sitting at the top. There is a pair of scissors and an endless box of straws beside him. He pulls out a single straw and cuts it into three uneven pieces. A group of children, excited and nervous step forward. God holds out his fist, and in front of him holds the three straws, all evenly as not to reveal their sizes.

  "Go ahead, don't be afraid", his baritone voice gives a calming effect. The first child inches forward and pulls a medium straw from the giant stone hands. "Good choice" the voice booms. God lays his hand on the boy's shoulder, turning his skin a golden bronze, hair black, and eyes brown. He shuffles the boy forward and directs him into the darkness.

  Next, a girl approaches, chances slimming, but still hopeful. Her frail hand grabs a straw.  Hesitant and wavering, she pulls the long straw and gives a shining grin of relief. "Excellent" God says in an approving tone. He pats her on the head, ruffling the long locks that turn to a sunshine yellow, and eyes vivid blue. No need for direction, the girl runs and springs head first into the chute.

  The last boy, defeated before he even got a chance, trudges up to his Maker. Dejected and demoralized, he pulls the short straw, knowing what looms. A swift pat on the back lurches the boy forward, turning his hair a luminous shade of copper orange, eyes green, and skin a shade even lighter than the purest white you tried to imagine. "Better luck next time kid", the voice gives the most genuine laugh in the history of laughter, as the boy fades into oblivion.

gin·ger/ˈjinjər/
1.  Noun:  A hot fragrant spice made from the rhizome of a plant. It is chopped or powdered for cooking, preserved in syrup, or candied.
2.  Verb: To treat or flavor with ginger
3.  Adj:  A derogatory term for any supposed human bearing reddish/orange hair. Genetically inferior and lacking the melanin necessary to sustain long periods in the sunlight, these mythical beasts are normally shamed into lives of ridicule and seclusion. 

  The word "Ginger" is the "N word" of our generation. Twenty-five years from now school children will be given detention for being overheard in class saying "ginga please", only to defend themselves with, "I'm allowed to say it, one of my best friends is ginger". If humans as a species ate their young, gingers would be a mother's first meal post-birth, to spare them a life of mockery and humiliation.

Disclaimer: This author does not promote the discrimination of any person or persons, unless they really deserve it.