Wednesday, May 10, 2006

W0rc|$

Please throw away your dictionary, at least while you're with me. I abuse our language, and on most days can barely speak it. My only advantage is that words can be like the people on MTV, in that they are easily manipulated. And love to be on television. Words are very vain.

And words themselves have no meaning. It's just a sound. Or a jumble of letters on paper. It's the power behind those words, distributed by the people that use that word, that give it context.

Let's take my house. Now a dictionary could say 'Gay' is a term relative to sexuality or happiness, but given the manor in which it is used in my environment (like when Sean running down the stairs with his shirt off, boxers holding on for dear life, and a plate of eggs in his hand) it's meaning narrows. It my house, 'gay' means stupid. So if I'm watching Dora the Explorer and talking along with the TV, I will receive said label, even if I had been doing good and had gotten all the answers right. I could even yell 'Swiper, no swiping.', but I would be considered 'gay' by the man in boxers and well kept fingernails.

It's the same thing as the corruption of the English language - particularly with Spanglish and Ebonics. 1337 speak too. It's taking a base language and converting it to be unique to a specific group. And because it can be corrupted, it suffers. Which is why I suck so much balls at speaking.

My rythmic of spoken language is kind of like those moon shoes I owned as a child. I abused it all so much that the contraption broke, and now all that's left is a useless plastic shell. So whenever I speak useless plastic shell, ignore me. Throw away the dictionary.

Reminders: I busted my language so bad that I think two words in my head and say them out loud as one. Cryptography much? Try out these doozies: "Pirlor", "Grun", "Dranga"

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