Bright Colours: Warning signs of an indifferent society.

We've all seen them. We've all noticed them. Maybe some of us even KNOW some! Unfortunately, it seems to be a common re-occurring theme in an indifferent society for one's psychological recesses - subconcious urges to be noticed by the mass - to become manifested through colour. Despite unwavering determination to capture attention, it seems that the outcome remains the same: nonchalance from a society which remains complacent and eternally unresponsive. Now, I know what you may be thinking…

"How self-absorbed! They're living in a fairyland!! Pleaaassee, somebody, drag them back to reality!."

BUT coughing and spluttering in indignation will get you nowhere. We must approach the issue with logic and reason. The first part of this theory to be addressed is that regarding the psychological stability of the subject.

Consideration 1 : Mentally unsound.
Humans, like all other animals, respond to colour in two polar extremes: positive and negative. Bright, and colours set off an alarm bell. Our whole life consists of warning signs that guide away from the snatching jaws of danger. That tell us why we shouldn't eat the bleach under the sink or pour nail polish remover on the stove. Even something as simple as stopping at the red light (district?). They're just begging for people to notice them… Are they emotionally precarious? Do they suffer from inferiority complexes? Were they ignored as children? One can only speculate…

These people are constantly creating previously unprecedented boundaries of psychological repression… The fact remains that on the surface we see a person who screams:

"Get away, man! … I'm spiky!"
or

"LOOK AT ME, DAMMIT - I'm shiny! Somebody! Just look at me… I'm shiny!!! Look at me, pleassse! …. Mummy?

… but on the inside, at the rotting core lays an a simple-minded, insecure being just yearning for a hug. These people don't know what they're doing… heck, they can't even remember that blue and green should not be seen (together).

Consideration 2: On drugs.
In the same way a hypnotised moth flutters helplessly around a sizzling light that's burning it to death, a baked homo-sapient will adorn bright colours so they can have something pretty to look occupy their simple minds while they're cruising the waves of insobriety. (Hippies are included in this category).

Consideration 3: Mid-life / mid-teen / identity crisis.

Firstly, mid-teen: I see a scenario.

Scenario 1:
Girl of 14 turns 15 and realises she no longer likes Britney Spears. Girl of 15 (she's a big girl now) throws away all Britney-related paraphernalia and is left feeling shattered and empty without an identity or some new accessory to validate her existence. Girl starts to wear heinous outfits that not only separate her from the crowd, but make her feel all warm and fuzzy inside with the knowledge that she's an individual and "don't care none what anybody else thinks". She ain't no pushover. Now, don't you jump to any conclusions, I'm not blaming the girl. I'm blaming Supré.

Scenario 2:
Now, this scenario is not as vivid as the last as it cannot exist on its own. It is closely linked with Consideration 1, involving the psyche… and the subject's deep insecurities waiting to be prayed on at the will of whoever discovers them. In this instant, the variable is age. So: case study 1. Man of 45 realises he's not the young stud he used to be… and the ladies are growing weary of the stale odour being emitted from his skin (that's what happens when you get old). Man buys extravagant motor vehicle in screaming bright colour (red is common among this variety as it denotes passion and grandeur - diluting fears of sexual inadequacy)

Before you start pounding your fists on the ground in a fit of self-pity, grieving the loss of what makes your mummy said makes you "special", I'm not telling you to stop being an individual … or whatever you people call it. But, dang! Tone it down a little, will you? You'll be surprised at the effects. It can improve many areas of your life. Hey, people might start talking to you... the possibilities are endless.