The naming of colors has always interested me. The color spectrum is an unbroken continuum, yet we break it into (seemingly arbitrary) chunks and label the chunks “red”, “blue”, etc. (Japanese is another one of those languages that has a blue-and/or-green color: “aoi”). It seems the names we give things, the conventions we use, say a lot more about us (our minds, our thought patterns, our society, our relationship to the outside world, etc.) than the “true” nature of the world.