Java and Jokes On Hold

It’s the day before Thanksgiving and everything is wrong. It’s obvious that I can no longer say nothing. It’s obvious that I can no longer be ignorant. So, Ferguson.

I was walking to City Hall on my way home Monday night when I cluelessly walked into a protest trying to get to the subway line. I was thinking, huh, that’s a lot of people waiting to go ice skating, how peculiar… Then I was amongst the crowd and, still unaware of what was happening, figured I.. should.. go. I found out shortly afterwards, thanks to Instagram and Twitter, that yet another injustice has been made in the way of civil rights and race relations and police relations and everything else this case pours into.

Now I’m in Atlanta, spending the holiday with my fam, and what’s on the television? A report of 24 protesters getting arrested last night downtown.

So no selfifes today, coffee can wait, tirades aside, America you have my attention. And I admit I’ve held tight to my little bubble in the World Wide Web where everything is all about me and oh my God cats, instead of directing my focus to the disarray that is the world. Because that’s hella depressing and I’ve got too much being fabulous to be worried about all that. If it’s any consolation, the ignorance has not been blissful at all. My chi has been irreversibly disrupted, and it’s time to do something. So forgive me, please.

One thing I will not do. I will not join in the yelling of the angry un/mis-informed. I have a lot of reading ahead of me, because I’ve heard too much contradicting banter about the topic, and I don’t know what is what. But I feel called to do something, and while I shamefully know little detail of the Michael Brown case, what does make sense to me through my ignorance is that change needs to be made.

I’m sure protesting does…something. I, personally don’t see the effect. Enlighten me, please. But I do find great power in words. So somebody tell me where I can direct my words to enact change. Like demanding policies for this country’s police force to have body cameras on the job, or some other way to hold them accountable for their actions.

We’re mad. Cool. Yell about it. Tweet about it. Hashtag the hell out of it. Awesome. But can we channel all of that into something feasible, for Mike Brown and every case like him? Something constructive. Let’s not Occupy this jawn. We’re going to really do something.

More on this when I’m all research-ed up, and I encourage you to do your own reading as well. Until then, Happy Thanksgiving. Things are bleak, but there is much to be thankful for. Don’t lose sight!

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).