KkkGreen. Yes, Richard, Green. Green is the colour of the sparklin’ corn wrote Donovan in his 1965 hit Colours, referring, (I think), to the association of the colour green to the symbolic rebirth of hope in spring after a long dark winter. Green was the colour of the olive trees in the Garden of Gethsemane, where Jesus retreated after his adventures on the Ginger Line to contemplate his mortality and his impending Passion. Green is also popularly associated with the emotions jealousy and envy. When The Relatives go to the Libertine pub on Great Suffolk Street, where they have a regular gig at 5pm every Sunday, immediately after the show here on Resonance 104.4 FM - unless you are listening to the repeat on Tuesday morning - and I am foolish enough to order a white wine spritzer, thinking that 4pm on a Sunday is far too early for stronger refreshments, I am instantly envious of the pints of reviving, locally produced ale that the Relatives will be drinking. Should I be walking up to see the pretty much perfect Paula in her eyrie on the top of the hill, and I happen to be passed by someone gliding up the gradient on their bicycle, I become green with jealousy that they are mounted on the finest invention known to humanity & I am merely pounding shoe rubber in the most pedestrian manner on the pavement. If someone is referred to as being a bit green, it can imply that the person being described is naive, that is that they lack the sophisticated judgement of a more experienced person. Was it only the naive who believed the rhetoric of The Right Honourable David Cameron MP when he said that if you wanted a green government, you should vote blue & yellow, cleverly observing that mixing the two colours would produce a verdant shade? Once Prime Minister, he promised that his government would be the greenest ever. Green, in this usage, symbolises concern for that nebulous concept ‘the environment’. He promised support for environmentally friendlier industries through the Green Investment Bank, increasing investment in cleaner transport and energy generation. Yes, he raised our hopes of a green dawn, and that dawn, he implied, was just over the horizon. But it turns out that if we believed these green promises, we must have been suffering the kind of vivid hallucinations and delusions suffered by the imbibers of that notorious drink absinthe, also known as the Green Fairy, popular with fantasists and lunatics such as Crowley, Verlaine and Rimbaud. This betrayal makes me bilious, turning me green and makes me want to vomit.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 18:24:13 +0000
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