The End of Eloquence

You know what occurred to me recently?

There is a generation of people now, who aren’t older than the acronym “LOL.”

Think about that.

Children today have never known a world without LOL. Does that not horrify you?

Well at least not older than the rise of LOL. Because it’s apparently 25 years old this year. But I can’t think of it truly being a thing without such agents as AOL instant messenger and other such applications. And AIM came out in 1997. So let’s say LOL didn’t start permeating our culture until around then.

But dang, guys. You remember pre ’97 English? Back when in school the subject was known as language arts? Words were more powerful, and music held more weight to stir your mind. There’s a band called LMFAO now. They were short lived, and thank God. But it must be recognized that they were a thing that happened.

I feel like we should start time over again, with the history of the world before 1997 being BL (before LOL). And we can start chronicling the decline of the English language since that point in PL (post LOL). Because LOL was pretty much the beginning of the end.

I mean, the English language has never been the most respectable or glamorous language,

but watching its further deterioration just saddens me. I love words. I love the power of eloquence. It’s amazing what you can do when you know how to speak or write, but it’s becoming less appreciated so it seems. And that’s part of my drive to learn other languages. I mean, when you learn that language affects how you think (I was going to link a scholarly article, but gets the job done just fine), and we’re using omg, brb, and lawl in ours at this point in time, just what hope do future generations even have at being intelligent? Lawl though. It’s not even an acronym anymore. It’s just a phoneticized version of lol as if the use of lol needed to be extended! Just speaking English is no longer a satisfying knowledge base for an avid lover of words such as myself. Plus, Japanese has words like this:


As if all these acronyms weren’t bad enough, now emojis are a thing. And they’re everywhere. I’m really slow to catch on to trends, and I’ve never had an iphone, so emojis have been lost on me for…however long they’ve been around. I didn’t even know my phone had the capability to produce them, but it does. Not like I’ll be using them any time soon.

But I’ve only really noticed them in the past year or two now that they’re all over social media, and I just don’t get it. I don’t understand the appeal, and I refuse to use them. Is this what old is? Because I feel like a fogey still using : ) and : P, and those I was resistant to use for the longest too.

I don’t hate the use of emojis completely. I mean use them if you like. I only truly get irked when I see people trying to make whole “sentences” with emojis alone.


Stop it.

You’re a grown adult, what are you doing.

If it’s not hieroglyphics or Chinese, you aren’t making a sentence with pictures. I’m sorry but sit down.

My friend was telling me about this text conversation she was having with some guy, and she asked him a question, a question that demanded a direct yes or no answer, and she got some laughing emoji in response.

Um…what the expletive? Was that supposed to mean something? I don’t get it. I just don’t understand this world.

No, no, no. I don’t think so. Anybody that answers me back with a measly emoji doesn’t get saved into my contacts. Words, fool. Words. 

Emojis are a threat to language, along with text language. You can think I’m overreacting all you want, but I can’t help but see Idiocracy slowly becoming a reality. Actually, not even that slowly.

The not so distant future of emojis

The children of the LOL era are driving age now. Let’s all be grateful that STOP isn’t a very long word. I wonder what the emoji children will be like in another 15 years or so.

I will continue to love words, and try to encourage others to do so too. How I long for a world where I’m not laughed at for replying to how are yous with, “I’m doing quite well.” -sigh-

A random note, but one of my favorite blogs is called Otherwordly. If you like words, and like learning about how other cultures think and speak, you should check it out. There are some amazing concepts out there that we don’t have words for. It’s where that graphic for the Japanese word yuugen came from. So anyways, that’s my rant. Welcome to Costco, I love you(That’s future speak for bye).

Through The Eyes of a Fogey

I had to google the spelling of ‘fogey.’ I should note that I’m not saying it disrespectfully. The word fogey just makes me giggle.

You know the phrase, “through the eyes of a child?” Referring to how kids see the world as new and exciting and full of possibility? Whereas the rest of us, having lived enough life to have hopes dashed and dreams crushed, have become a little jaded? Yeah.. Well it hit me today, that in this new information age, where the digital world is almost as real as the physical one, you have to see things in the eyes of an old fogey to truly appreciate how amazing they are. Let me explain.

I got my first computer when I was like 5 years old, and I’ve never been without one since. Technology is cool, but it’s common to me. Social media is my major. I know how it works and how it’s used beyond recreational purposes.

So when my mom gets all excited and amazed over being recognized on the internet, I’m like…

A few days ago my mom randomly decided to make my cat the internet’s next big thing. I have no words… If you’re curious though, here’s his new facebook page:

I was not responsible for his name, let it be known. Had it been up to me, his name probably would have been Kimba.


The resemblance is uncanny.

I had a point…right, yeah. So Thai has a twitter account now. And Purina responded to one of his tweets. Guess who has yet to hear the end of it? Me, because my mom is ecstatic. And here I am trying to explain to her how hashtags work and how none of this is very surprising. This is marketing for the 21st century.

I can’t ruin her fun though. My view of the internet is pretty jaded just because I’m used to it. But I guess it’s nice to watch her get all excited. My mother, who calls any graphic she makes a ‘meme’ because the word is so new to her. It’s kinda like taking a tour of your hometown as a tourist, or taking a visitor around.

So this is what I’ve learned. Sometimes you’ve gotta take a step back. For the world around us, take a view through the eyes of a child. But for the world wide web, take a view through the eyes of an old fogey. Fogey, again, being used in the most endearing way.