July 20 04

…apparently pink is the new blue.
 
I’m not 100% sold on this new trend, but it’s beginning to grow on me. I have always associated pink with being feminine. 
 
In an article written by Anna Smyth, she says, “The pink shirt exudes confidence. The man who wears it successfully does so with no insecurities whatsoever about the chosen “feminine” colour. Take a look at the shirts worn by the most powerful chief executives and banking hot-shots, and you will see an above-average proportion of pink choices. There is no hint of weakness or self-consciousness, this man is so comfortable with himself that he does not have to worry about ridiculous whispers. This confidence, however, must not tipple over into arrogance or cockiness. There is nothing attractive about a man who knows he’s “hot stuff”. Pink symbolises sensitivity – it is for the Boardroom Boss who rushes home from the office to bath his children. Or the boyfriend who massages his other half’s feet when she’s had a bad day. Always an absolute winner. ”

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  1. Pink is no blue:

    JOE
    Okay, let me introduce everybody to everybody. But once again, at the risk of being redundant, if I even think I
    hear somebody telling or referring to somebody by their Christian name… (Joe searches for the right words) …you won’t want to be you.
    Okay, quickly.
    (pointing at the men as he gives them a name)
    Mr. Brown, Mr. White, Mr. Blonde, Mr. Blue, Mr. Orange, and Mr. Pink.

    MR. PINK
    Why am I Mr. Pink?

    JOE
    Cause you’re a faggot.

    Everybody laughs.

    MR. PINK
    Why can’t we pick out our own colors?

    JOE
    I tried that once, it don’t work. You get four guys fighting over who’s gonna be Mr. Black. Since nobody knows anybody else, nobody wants to back down. So forget it, I pick. Be thankful you’re not Mr. Yellow.

    MR. BROWN
    Yeah, but Mr. Brown? That’s too close to Mr. Shit.

    Everybody laughs.

    MR. PINK
    Yeah, Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy. Tell you what, let me be Mr. Purple. That sounds good to me, I’m Mr. Purple.

    JOE
    You’re not Mr. Purple, somebody from another job’s Mr. Purple. You’re Mr. Pink.

    MR. WHITE
    Who cares what your name is? Who cares if you’re Mr. Pink, Mr. Purple, Mr. Pussy, Mr. Piss…

    MR. PINK
    Oh that’s really easy for you to say, you’re Mr. White. You gotta cool-sounding name. So tell me, Mr. White, if you think “Mr. Pink” is no big deal, you wanna trade?

    JOE
    Nobody’s trading with anybody! Look, this ain’t a goddamn fuckin city counsel meeting! Listen up
    Mr. Pink. We got two ways here, my way or the highway. And you can go down either of ‘em. So what’s it gonna be, Mr. Pink?

    MR. PINK
    Jesus Christ, Joe. Fuckin forget it. This is beneath me. I’m Mr. Pink, let’s move on.

    ‘Nuff Said…

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    Comment by Giblet on July 20, 2004
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