They say that once you go black, you never go back. I am not completely sure who "they" are, but they obviously never met me. I guess that maybe I am an exception to the rule. I went black, and then I went back. Maybe that sounds cynical. Maybe that sounds flippant. Maybe that even sounds racist. But I am none of those things. I am just a realist, who through an unfortunate turn of events, learned the hard way that everything is in fact black or white...