Heh, I actually have cataracts. Imagine you're looking through a piece of milky-white glass, and every single bright color comes complete with serious glare (think headlights on high-beam at night through a dirty windshield).
Be careful what you wish for...
Never meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy, and good with catsup.
You're all just a bunch of pixels. Turn off the power and you cease to exist.
White Lions. Bringing the jungle fame for over 50 years.