I know the name I've given this blog seems a little academic; but believe me it's far from it. I'm just wondering at what point in history did colours begin to take on meaning. It's seems kind of stupid to me that red can be anger, love and stop, three words which mean completely different things. While green takes on envious, sick and go. My biggest "colour peeve" is the way in which country music somehow dubbed "blue" the colour of sadness and now I feel strangely lamer for having my bedroom walls painted in the shade. It makes sense with all the denim they wear, but why are cowboys sad all the time anyway? The cowboys I've heard of own pretty decent stretches of land which I'm assuming are worth much monies. I'm taking it most of them are from the mid-north, like Montana way; which from experience is a beautiful place, women aren't bad and they get to ride horses all fuckin day. Even urban cowboys are only dubbed that way cause they are incredibly rich from some oil expedition. Over all on a scale of 10 to Blue I'd say these giddy-uppers would be a 10.
I'm just reeling in from a situation I had earlier tonight when a semi trailer truck was overturned on the toby creek road. Coming back from Invermere this road worker guy is signalling me in with a red wand. Let's back up straight away and just re-confirm that I said "signalling me in", as in, to come forward and pass the action. He then yells and tells me to stop, which I do in a very uncomfortable manner (with 9 passengers might I add), and starts having a go. Something along the lines of, "It's red mate, are you blind?". Well I'm sorry sir but you didn't really go over the options did you? Even when it's good to go he goes "Alright you can go" and wave's the wand forward, still in red. I mean come on, we just went back to pre-school and re-established that red means stop, and then you ignore the green option on the wand anyway; pure laziness by road workers (another topic for another day).
But this is a prime example of how the world just expects semiotics (the science of signs) and colours to play a bigger role in the human brain than the literal meaning of things, and quite frankly it pisses me off. I guess I'm not smart enough to realise that when you say something you actually mean something else when a colour is present in the exchange. It's like the world has become my girlfriend who get's angrier because I can't figure out why she's angry at me in the first place. In any case, google images will have you know that there are lots of prime examples of colours being used out of contexts.
Check out this guy, loving a bit of the blue. He looks well happy, suck on that cowboys.
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