Getting Very Philosophical about Fruit.

Honestly, I've always thought apples and oranges were pretty similar. Highly comparable in many ways. Both fruits, which we eat, they can be delicious or disappointing, sweet, under ripe or rotten. Most people have one they typically prefer, (I personally, am an Orange person), but as two of the most typical fruits, either will do for almost any situation. Both make a nice juice, both are handy and nutritious at any meal, and slip into a snack lunch pretty casually. Perhaps an apple will never be a good orange, but sometimes an orange isn't a good orange either, and when I want fruit, either will do.

People say "Apples and Oranges!" to claim that two things are being compared that are incomparable.
I think this kind of logic is essentially flawed. Of course everything in the world is different, which is why you cannot eat only apples your whole life, but claim you know what oranges are. You can't eat one orange and decide they're all bad. You can't read about oranges online and decide they're all bad.

And yes, there are basic differences between apples and oranges:
Apples range in color from yellow to green to red, often a combination of the colors. The fruit is mealy and pith-like in a gross apple, and crispy and sweet in a good apple. Oranges are orange when ripe, the fruit is juicier, and divided into sections by a thin annoying skin. They are easier to peel, but it's also more necessary, and the effort of having to peel them makes them more work to eat.

Of course, there are countless differences and variations among the fruits themselves. Every apple seed inside an apple will grow a new kind of tree, the only way to propagate one type of apple (say, gala) is by grafting. Every single gala apple you've ever eaten, eventually came from the same tree. When I was growing up we had an apple tree in our front yard that grew apples that were green and starchy and very sweet. We would eat them when we were bored. We would eat them till our stomachs hurt. You had to eat around the little worm holes and hope for the best. That house is no-mans-land now, the tree is dead and I will never taste those apples again.

Oranges are a winter fruit. They are a citrusy explosion of flavor, or a bland, tasteless skin sack that you spent five minutes peeling, and your hands are all sticky now. Tiny oranges are the same, but less work. Clementines remind me of christmas. I love buying bags of oranges and eating them all day, my trash bins and pockets filling with bright peels.

Peaches are good too. I love the way pineapples look, but they make my tongue itchy. As I'm writing this I'm eating a pomegranate, and my fingers are sticking to the the keys a little bit. And the name pomegranate means, in latin, "Seeded apple". Because honestly, let's all stop being snobs and admit, in the grand scheme of things, all fruit is basically the same. And for whatever reason, we think everything should be apples...

Anyway, in case you can't tell, this is supposed to be some sort of metaphorical. Except when it got a little bit side tracked and it was actually about fruit, because, that happened too. Also, When I say I'm an orange person, thats not a metaphor, I prefer oranges, the literal fruit, to apples, the literal fruit. I am a little bit orange though, now that you mention it, up on top... Actually now that I'm reading it this is almost all about fruit. Well. I tried. Have a good week everyone, in light of recent events, remember not to oversimplify to a matter of race, ethnicity or religion, there are crazy evil screwballs in every sector of the world. You know, Bad Apples. (*snicker*) (don't laugh, I'm trying to make a point) (yeah, but see how I brought that full circle? pretty clever.)  (shhhh)