I heard something on a podcast a week ago that blew my mind: tribesmen who come from cultures without a word for "blue" cannot distinguish _the actual color blue_ when shown a series of swatches of different colors (blue, red, green, etc.). The author was using it to point out how in Homeric poetry we have references like "wine-dark sea". The way our culture encodes information seems to go as deep as even our _basic perceptions_ which is just wild to think about. Temba, his arms wide.