I have this on secret authority, but you didn’t here it here. See, Alice Walker had this amazing treehouse, and George Lucas wanted to see it because maybe it could serve as a model in his movie. Alice isn’t all that fond of fat white guys, but what the hell. She showed him up the rope ladder and inside there was a fully stocked kitchen with a Subzero refrigerator and a Viking cook top.
But it was the bar that held Lucas’ interest and so Walker went over and made him a Mojito, and while she was at it, she made herself one, too. And one became two, and two became three, and there was this intrepid papparazzo who managed to get his foot on the ladder, but they took his camera. I hold the only known remaining photo from that batch. It shows the two of them sucking face like a slug holding onto a mirror.
So, anyhow, after that, things were never the same for either of them. I mean, the relationship was impossible, and yet, there they were, setting up secret fluther accounts so they could pass messages back and forth without anyone being any the wiser.
As a gesture of true love, Lucas made purple the color of Star Wars, and Walker, who had been planning to name her book, “The Color Aubergine” or “The Color Mauve,” simplified it to “The Color Purple,” which, you will notice, is an anagram for Lucas.
So sue me! I never was much of a liar.
No really. There’s an “l” and a “u” (or is it an u?) and, yeah, a “C” in color. Too bad she didn’t call it “A color purple.” Well, they didn’t want to make things too obvious, you know.