Gordon and Big Bird talked as they searched for their friends. "You know, Gordon, I sure am glad to be living in Sesame Street."
"Why's that, Big Bird?"
"We're all different in our own special way! On Sesame Street we have white people, black people, Hispanics, and Muppets. It's like the continents shifted back to re-form Pangaea and Jim Henson crashed his spaceship into it! Oh yeah, and Asia sunk into the Pacific Ocean or something."
"Yeah, it's really something, huh, Big Bird?"
"It sure is!" Big Bird's brow furrowed. "Gordon, are we all created equal?"
"Yeah...pretty much. Except for one thing. Let's pretend that my right hand is a white man, and my left hand is a black man.
You see, when a man gets--"
"Hey, Gordon! There they are!" Big Bird was very happy to see that everyone was waiting for him.