By Mike Welsh

“Mere colour, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways. ” 
― Oscar Wilde

When I was growing up in Tassie the form-guide to politics was much less complicated by colour.If you like it was straight forward black and white. We had a Green named Brown (Bob) who was called Yellow (for his anti-Vietnam war stance) and a Red (commie) and who ended up in the Risdon Prison (known as the Pink Palace) for his principles. Simple. And later we had a Premier named Gray (Robin) but that’s a horse of a completely different colour.

In one recent blatant colour changing spray 2GB’s Alan Jones turned his loyalty formula of picking and sticking- to those of a conservative bent- completely on it’s head. Following a lengthy and shameless session slobbering at the boots of former Labor leader Mark Latham, the master broadcaster then drove his size 12 steel caps into Liberal Prime Minister, Malcolm Turnbull. It’s becoming very confusing especially for his adoring Grey Nomad fans who remain glued to his every word as they drive into their wide blue yonder.

“Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.” ― Pablo Picasso