Red Is A Bad Color
(Provided you’re not colorblind)
Red is a bad color. It’s a color that we Americans (and likely other countries as well) associate obedience with. Stoplights and stop signs are red. Firetrucks are red too; you see a firetruck barrelling on down behind you, what do you do? You pull over, let it by, as much as you can, anyhow. You see red and blue flashing lights? Let’s face it; you’re in deep shit.
Even Santa Claus is part of this trend. You gotta be good to get presents; you gotta be obedient, follow the rules etc.
In elementary school, some of the classes had this point system that they used as a disciplinary means. If you were doing badly, you got a red card and everyone knew what that meant.
Sunburns are red too. And they hurt as a result.
Blood too. You don’t want to see your own blood. You have to obey the rules of your body too. Hmm, except that works kind of backwards with girls . . . meh.
CVS – a pharmacy sort of place around here has those letters in bright red on their store. The main point of that place is so you can get medicine to make you feel better. That’s what they say anyways–and what we believe, usually. If you don’t go in there occasionally to get the things you need, you feel worse. You have to obey the red.
In that case, you could argue that obeying is a good thing and not a bad.
But in my world, as an aspie growing up in a school system more focused on rich kids and jocks, obeying was the very worst thing of all.
They make you think that if you follow the rules, you’ll get the reward for your obedience.
It was never good enough for them, because they don’t tell you about the unwritten rules. They don’t mention that the hidden privileges of others tends to get in the way of your having perfect obedience.
I make my own rewards; I follow my own rules.
I go my own way.
I have synaesthesia. It causes me to see numbers and letters in color. Those different colors don’t change over time; 7’s are always purple, S’s are always green.
M’s are always red.
Ultimately, I only obey ME.
You can make what you want of that, but let me add this onto all of that above. Perceptions are not set in stone. Bad is only a word.
I am not bad, but there are those in my past who would have liked me to have believed it so.
~ by lastcrazyhorn on June 7, 2009.
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