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AWADmail Issue 660A Weekly Compendium of Feedback on the Words in A.Word.A.Day and Tidbits about Words and LanguageSponsor’s message: Sick of the snow? And your kids? And binge-eating bonbons all day? Luckily, we’re offering a guaranteed fun cheap staycation escape to all AWADers, including this week’s Email of the Week winner, Diane Taylor (see below). Have a go at ONEUPMANSHIP -- the new, cutthroat-fun board game classic -- and if you haven’t forgotten about Old Man Winter and the blues by the time you’ve finished, we’ll refund 100% of the purchase price. What have you got to lose, except a little weight, and your sanity?
From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org)
A Long Decline of Language
How Smart Language Helped End Seattle’s Paralyzing Bikelash
From: Kent Stockton (kstockto wyoming.com) Your joke reminds me of the story of the guy who saw an ad for a guaranteed potato bug killer; he ordered it. He received two blocks of wood -- the instructions said, “Place bug on one block, then bring the two blocks forcibly together.”
Kent Stockton, Riverton, Wyoming
From: Greg Holmes (gregholmes2100 gmail.com) More worrisome than the silly neologism frankenfood is the all-too real frankenfool, the superstitious Luddite who would deny humanity the manifest benefits of genetically modified crops, which save hundreds of thousands of lives around the world each year -- mostly in the poorest countries -- while causing no demonstrated harm.
Greg Holmes, Louisville, Kentucky
From: Eric Grosshans (uhclem frii.com) This took me back 50 years to when I was a student in The Duke of York, a boys’ boarding school in Nairobi, Kenya. The school motto was “Nihil Praeter Optimum” (“Nothing but the Best”).
Eric Grosshans, Loveland, Colorado
From: Jane Freeman (wordplayjane yahoo.com) This word appears several times in Jane Eyre:
I wiped my tears and hushed my sobs, fearful lest any sign of violent
grief might waken a preternatural voice to comfort me, or elicit from
the gloom some haloed face, bending over me with strange pity. (ch. 2)
And once Brontë uses “pretercanine”.I remember but little of the journey; I only know that the day seemed to me of a preternatural length, and that we appeared to travel over hundreds of miles of road. (ch. 5) I really did not expect any Grace to answer; for the laugh was as tragic, as preternatural a laugh as any I ever heard... (ch. 11) She had Roman features and a double chin, disappearing into a throat like a pillar: these features appeared to me not only inflated and darkened, but even furrowed with pride; and the chin was sustained by the same principle, in a position of almost preternatural erectness. (ch. 17)
Jane Freeman, New York, New York
From: Diane Taylor (dtaylor eagle.ca) Subject: logomaniac That’s an amazing photo accompanying the word. To me, it shows how we can feel embraced by words, which represent thoughts, and want to reciprocate by embracing back. Words, lots of words, can leap off the page and love.
Diane Taylor, Port Hope, Canada
From: Christopher Weaver (chrweave gmail.com) Yesterday was Shrove Tuesday. Shouldn’t you have confessed that you are a logomaniac and been shriven then?
Chris Weaver, Huntsville, Alabama
From: Cathy Perry Glass (c perryglass.net) Anu, you could have simply included your photo to show us the definition!
Cathy Perry Glass, Albuquerque, New Mexico
From: John Caperton (cprtn comcast.net) Today’s word makes me think of logo-maniac, one who only buys pricey name brands. So what’s the word for that?
John Caperton, Darien, Illinois
From: Alex McCrae (ajmccrae277 gmail.com) If we can concede that the word “icon”, meaning-wise, could be interchangeable with the word “logo” in the context of corporate identity, then an ‘iconomaniac’ might be defined as an individual obsessed with icons. Odd, but within the realm of possibility, no?
Alex McCrae, Van Nuys, California
From: Lise Rosenthal (lise rakefet.com) Also aphids. The temple to Athene is called the Parthenon because she sprang fully armed from the brow of Zeus. That must have been some migraine!
Lise Rosenthal, Rehovot, Israel
From: Edmund Miller (edmund.miller liu.edu) James Merrill has a double dactyl that makes use of the metrical and theological implications of the word:
Above All That
Higgledy-piggledy
Edmund Miller, Brookville, New York
From: Craig Floyd (cmfloyd swbell.net) Hornworts were traditionally considered a class within the division Bryophyta (bryophytes). It now appears, however, that this former division is paraphyletic, so the hornworts are now given their own division, Anthocerotophyta. The division Bryophyta is now restricted to include only mosses.
Craig Floyd, Bellaire, Texas
From: Dave Zobel (dzobel alumni.caltech.edu)
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept.”
-Ansel Adams, photographer (20 Feb 1902-1984)
Friday’s Thought for Today reminds me of a comment by Austrian physicist Erwin Schroedinger (he of the kitty in the carton with the pellet with the poison). The 1935 paper introducing his eponymous feline thought-experiment closes with the observation: “There is a difference between a shaky or out-of-focus photograph and a snapshot of clouds and fog banks.” (tr. John D. Trimmer) He was anticipating the now-common misbelief that the cat is somehow both alive and dead simultaneously. (In truth, as long as the interior of the box remains completely isolated from our Universe, it can’t be said to be “in” any state at all, thanks to the quantum indeterminacy of physical systems. To misquote the Dave Mason song: “There ain’t no live cat; there ain’t no dead cat; there’s only live-cat/dead-cat possibilitie-ie-ies.”) Not until the box’s contents are permitted to interact unambiguously with the environment (e.g., by being observed) is one state or the other “chosen”. At that moment, Reality takes, as it were, a snapshot.
Dave Zobel, Los Angeles, California
From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org)
A fellow once prayed to St Jude
-Bob Thompson, New Plymouth, New Zealand (bobtee xtra.co.nz)
My granny had health preternatural
-Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com)
A lim’rick each day is a zany act
-Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com)
Some say parthenogenesis,
-Joan Perrin, Port Jefferson Station, New York (perrinjoan aol.com)
As a boy, Sasha Cohen liked bryology
-Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com)
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:
Modern English is the Wal-Mart of languages: convenient, huge, hard to
avoid, superficially friendly, and devouring all rivals in its eagerness
to expand. -Mark Abley, journalist (b. 1955)
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