Thursday, April 20, 2006

After a night of working, this is what's on my mind:

Boy howdy, the tidal wave of linguistic debate have finally hit Sweden, and I for one am so going to get my board out. Actually, I don't own a surfing board, but I wish I did. Might be my next project or something. Anyways, the question debated by various opinionated people with their heads stuck equally far up their own arses is how one's supposed to react to the "new" words becoming suddenly accepted to the Swede equivalent of the Oxford English Dictionary. Or whatever. The word that has particularly caused a massive erection in the selfimportant pants of the anti-establishment young journalists and the likes is the originally Turkish epiteth "guzz", taken to mean "girl". On the other side of the river are the standard bearers of highbrow culture who almost pissed their equally selfimportant pants, or at least choked on their morning frappucino, when they found out that this word had been admitted. Look, get the fuck over it. Language is in a state of constant metamorphosis (God, how I lurve that paradox!) and thus this will all be completely unimportant as soon as the press get bored with the already incredibly boring debate. But also (I'm about to dig my own standard bearer frappucino grave now, I know), I consult a dictionary when I need to know how to best express myself in writing. Papers, pretentious attempts at novels, all that shit, that's when you bloody look in a dictionary. Not when you want to know how to spell that word that no one uses apart from the cool kids at the local skateboard park or where the hell the cool kids hang out these days (my livingroom?). I'm the passionate patron saint of the idea that you know what you need to know, and that applies to language aswell. If guzz isn't part of your everyday vocabulary, then don't worry. I might talk (and blog) in a style that would have my Older Relatives and Honourable Forefathers cringe, but in all formal circumstances, my written stuff is pretty god damn acceptable. It's also when you write stuff that you might need to consult a dictionary. Dictionaries should cater for that need. Or do you keep a dictionary next to the phone so that you'll be able to go "yeah, I met this really fit guzz the other day" when you speak to people? If you do, then you aint never caught a rabbit and you aint no friend of mine.

1 comment:

Mind the Lacuna said...

I wish you could work at night more often...