Radiolab “Color” Recap:
The light SHATTERED and became a rainbow on the wall.
“A colored image of the sun.”
Newton said. And gathered white was the sum of all colors, the kaleighdoscopic prism brain, not savory puffs of God’s baby breath.
The poets were pissed.
“He’s removed all the poetry from the rainbow!!!!!” pitchforkpitchforkpitchfork
But thanks to good old Goethe and the ghost of his purple crocus (NOT the Middlesex reckoning of the bud), we know that colors are tricks of the imagination.
No perfectly objective view of color.
And that was a conclusion brought to you by poets and scientists – warring tribes of Right and Left, ions of the withering brisket, summertime sultans, & Petes in the petri dish. My heart halves equally in the palms of your holy lands.
I’ve missed you all!