The colours of life: Just for laughs 

What is life without some colour? The average speaker of English may, however, be pleased to admit that there’s more colour in the mouthful, than is apparent in the black and white between lines. And though silence is golden, it takes silvery eloquence, much too often, to brighten one’s day. 

Language can often work wonders. The verdant sense of humour can turn the blues of many a black face. And the red of merriment is always more welcome than that of fury. But what does one do with the green devil who turns a yellow eye to every good-natured deed that one renders? 

While white is the colour of purity and peace, you wouldn’t exactly call going white in the face a display of placidity. Neither pink, a flush is a sign of embarrassment. And not on your life purple, that’s pure rage; so much for its shade of royalty. But one can well tell a man by his colour… A white collar works with ledgers. A judge is a blackcoat. The businessman is blue-collared. A blackleg is a traitor. But what on earth is a brownbagger? He’s one who carries his lunch to the workplace. 

If that’s more than a bellyful. Here’s dessert! What does one call a man who changes colour as the occasion demands? Chameleon? Wrong….a politician!