So it occurred to me that words are machinery.
Language is the machine that propels ideas forward, and words are the moving parts. A carefully chosen word provides momentum for an idea to travel, while a poorly chosen word slows or impedes the transmission of the idea, and an incorrect word can alter the idea during transit.
So when some dipshit “progressive” changes the meaning of a word to suit their feelz, the machinery can’t properly perform its function anymore and begins breaking down.
Anyone heard of this idea previously? I’m sure I’m not the first to think of it.
Anyway, just a random thought. Have some music. It has words. About words.
Posted on October 27, 2016, in ...The Hell Is This?, Life and tagged ...the hell?, life. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
I can’t say that I’ve heard of it.
A metaphor is a metaphor, and the map is not the territory, and all that stuff. But it’s an interesting idea.
IMO, you have to try really, really hard to make language that doesn’t “function,” per se (or be written to or spoken to in a language that is totally unfamiliar). But in English, a famous example in linguistics is Chomsky’s sentence, “Colorless green ideas sleep furiously.” It’s grammatically correct but doesn’t mean anything, or so Chomsky claims. But actually, it’s full of meaning (IMO).
I’ve seen more successful examples over at Zippy Catholic’s place, when he writes things like “Well, if that’s true, then hoofle winkle huffalump drinkle splank.” (Meaning, what you say is so contrary to reason that I can just spout jibberish and make as much sense.) But this trick demands English sounding Lewis Carol type words; they sound like they should mean something but don’t. And even as jibberish, they function in their own way very well!
I think progs demanding new meaning is not so much a loss of function, but an attempt to retool for a different function. “Newspeak” in Orwell’s 1984 is a good fictional counterpart. Language is power and control (among other things).