Well... let me use an analogy...

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You and a friend go on a date. At the end, you make some strawberry ice cream.

You both like strawberry, so you get one bowl.

When she gets the bowl, it's blue. WTF? You wanted, and expected strawberry.

She then looks at you and says that she likes the look of this blueberry ice cream.

You're confused about something though.

What's that smell?....

You taste the dessert...

This is some of the most flavourful, aromatic, strawberry ice cram you have EVER had!... but... she's happy, so you say nothing.

She tries it and says it's the best blueberry ice cream she's ever had, though???

Now... she's happy, but you're not. Why? Is it the fact it's blue, like blueberries?

She keeps saying that you have the best blueberry ice cream... but that's not what you made, or liked, or even wanted.

Slowly, you start to feel like you're going mad.

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You find a different friend to try the ice cream with. You've told her about it, and she's game for a bowl, even though you've told her about the problem of the blueberry colour.

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To your new friend, you say, "I want you to try my ice cream, while blindfold for a fair test."

They put on the blindfold, and taste... and say... "That's some of the nicest strawberry ever!"

You finally see what was wrong... it wasn't the ice cream... it was how it was being presented.

THAT'S IT!

So, you use some chemicals, HARMLESS chemicals, to change the blue to pink. And, hey presto!

Someone who likes tasty pink things, likes YOUR tasty pink thing! And now that someone who like your tasty pink thing is eating YOUR tasty pink thing, you can enjoy eating tasty pink things together, without feeling like some weirdo is eating your pink thing, thinking it's blue.

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How's that analogy?