This morning on my usual walk along the beach, I came upon a most excitable event. A crowd of people were gathered at the end of a dock. They were all watching what appeared to be a man. This man appeared to be an artist. He also appeared to have enraged the crowd surrounding him. Interested, I asked an onlooker on the edge what was all the commotion.
"This pig who calls himself an artist is painting the ocean the color red! RED!!"
"Why, that's quite ridiculous," says I, "the ocean is quite obviously blue. For quiteness."
"Let's string him up!" yells my new friend. The crowd approves.
"Wait!" I climb upon a large rock to address the crowd, "I have a better way of punishing this poser of the passions! To hang him from a rope would bring a quick death to which we receive no satisfaction!! I say, kill him with apathy! Ignore his cheap attempts to bring original thoughts to the world! Starve him with your continued acceptance and brainless pleasure in the common art of blue oceans, yellow suns, precise lines, and clear factions.!!"
"Hooray" they all cried. And we were all most jolly.