Life is as oft Black and White as it is shades of Grey.
Where I’m coming from with this: A child of the 70s and 80s, I grew up reading that life is most often shades of grey. Robert Heinlein among others argued for the relativity of not only culture, but of value itself. Mostly shades of Grey was the view I subscribed to, and Grey has certainly been the case in many of situations that life has taken me through. Many times there have not been clear cut better options, and the good was often freighted with costs to be weighed and contrasted.
On the other hand, I’ve lived through simple, clear cut times just about as often as I’ve been through murky circumstances. Existence is some times simple, sometimes complex, in about equal measures.
Black and White, and Grey in like portions, thus far.