Pynchon's meaningful AtD colors..from a NR interview with the Socialist candidate

[Lawrence Bryan]

Check out the essay on yellow in Theroux's "The Primary Colors".

Lawrence, back home from Kentucky and slowly catching up on TMoP...

On Oct 24, 2008, at 7:16 AM, Glenn Scheper wrote:

> Mark:
>> What color do you think that America should think of itself as?
>
> I was going to look for an self-improvement article
> where the author labeled complex psychological levels
> with colors, a good mnemonic.
>
> I went to my cache of treasured texts,
> and thought of all the easy color names,
> yellow would be the least used, to grep.
>
> I can't think of any time I would use
> the word yellow, outside CMYK printing.
>
> But lo:
>
>        Nabakov: Lolita
>
> lolita.txt:
> slacks, yellow silk blouse, squarish face, in that
> a yellowish-violet bruise on her lovely nymphet thigh which
> yellow blouse and maroon slacks she had on when I first met
> cabin, a prison cell or paradise, with yellow window shades
> Yellowstone Park and its colored hot springs, baby geysers,
> breath of popcorn. The moon was yellow above the
> By the time spring had touched up Thayer Street with yellow
> of curves on their yellow shields, and no matter how and
> at Mirana Motel (Mirana!) I kissed the yellowish soles of
> over my maize yellow pajamas, and walked over to the office
> Its windows glowed yellow and red; its drive was cluttered
> yellow--" Feu. This time I hit something hard. I hit the
>
>
>        Emily Dickinson: Collected Poems
>
> r_emily.txt:
> Unties her yellow Bonnet
> On their way to Yellower Climes --
> These -- are the Banks of the Yellow Sea --
> That little Yellow boys and girls
> For fear their Yellow Gown
> A long -- long Yellow -- on the Lawn --
> I thought how yellow it would look --
> The Yellow -- Day -- is falling --
> Or Sunset's Yellow play
> Between whose Yellow eye --
> To interrupt His Yellow Plan
> Alarms us -- tho' His Yellow feet
> On whom I lay a Yellow Eye --
> And if His Yellow feet should miss --
> The Lightning showed a Yellow Head --
> The Lightning showed a Yellow Beak
> Let no Sunrise' yellow noise
> And fainting, on Her yellow Knee
> The Yellow Man
> Who may be Yellow if He can
> Nature rarer uses Yellow
> Yellow she affords
> Its Yellow shortness dropt --
> The Lightning is a yellow Fork
> The Sun took down his Yellow Whip
> And crouched behind his Yellow Door
> A lane of Yellow led the eye
> Lightly stepped a yellow star
> Of Yellow was the outer Sky
> In Yellower Yellow hewn
> The yellow lightning shone --
>
>
>        Nabakov: Wingstroke:
>
> ws_web.txt:
> door, thought Kern. Isabel is asleep, wearing yellow
> pajamas, probably. Yellow becomes her. Spanish color. If I
> the ashes from his cigarette with a yellowed nail. "Tell me,
> bed, in open-collared yellow pajamas, Isabel lay supine. A
>
>
> Remember, N was a synaesthete.
>
>    =====
>
> BTW, after years of calling my brown wife black,
> it has had a serious crossover mental effect:
>
> When I attempt to speak of brown physical objects,
> I find myself always referring to them then gray.
>
> That, with no other Altzheimer symptoms.
>
>
> Yours truly,
> Glenn Scheper
> http://home.earthlink.net/~glenn_scheper/
> glenn_scheper + at + earthlink.net
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>
>