“I had a dream,” said the child.
“A bad one.”
"I dreamed that people were red white and blue, but the green ones were always in charge. I dreamed that hair was black white and gray, and eyes were sky-blue pink — even knew what it looked like — with polka-dot borders. But if you didn’t have polka-dots no-one ever listened to you, and you never got green.”
“It was only a dream; go to sleep,” said the mother.
So the child went to sleep and Mom read the news where the green ones told her what to do.