Green Grass and Crick Water

When I was a kid I used to spend every other Saturday night over at a friend’s house where his mother would play a game with us. “Everything in the world,” she would say, “comes from green grass and crick water.” What about houses, we’d ask? “Well,” she’d answer, “the crick water causes trees to grow, and then people chop down the trees to make wood for the houses. And then they plant the green grass on their lawns.” What about airplanes? “The crick water makes the green grass grow. Cows eat the green grass, then the men who build the airplanes eat the cows.”

The men-eating-cows part was a bit of a cheat, but point taken, right? The mere fact that you can build a rhetorical trail from X to Y tells you more about the remarkable associative power of  language than it does about X and Y themselves.  The only thing observing that one concept can act as a metaphor for another illustrates is that anything can be a metaphor for anything else.  The dopey New Age dictum “Everything is connected” is actually true when amended to “Everything is connected if you try hard enough.” Whenever someone attempts to tell you otherwise–claims that their pet analogy, no matter how tenuous, has meaning solely by virtue of making a connection–just say to them, “Green grass and crick water.”

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