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AWADmail Issue 696A Weekly Compendium of Feedback on the Words in A.Word.A.Day and Tidbits about Words and Language
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From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org) Second in a series of travel reports. See part 1 here. Floating in Art Amsterdam. The place is littered with art. Rembrandt, Van Gogh, Vermeer, and others. Van Gogh has a museum all to his own. Rijksmuseum (literally, National Museum; the first syllable rhymes with dikes) is where other artists call home. It has some 8000 pieces of art, spread in 80 wings. All this ocean of art is too much to soak in during one visit. After a while you are overwhelmed. You begin to view the art pieces as if they are mere crayon drawings taped on someone’s refrigerator door. “It’s nice.” But don’t let that give you a wrong impression. Each painting deserves time. And if you give it a little attention, it’s as if the figures in the painting, with their ruffled collars and fancy robes, would step out of the frames and talk to you. What would they say? I don’t know. Maybe: “Waarom bent u zo klein?” (“Why are you so short?”) As I said, the place is flooded with art. Consider the Amsterdam Museum. Formerly known as Amsterdam Historical Museum, it dropped the word “historical” from its name to sound less stuffy, the tour guide told me. This humble museum takes you through the history of the city from the Middle Ages to the modern times. Even this museum is stuffed with paintings from the masters. I nearly thought of going out on a Saturday morning and checking out the yard sales in Amsterdam. Who knows what one might find. Walking along a canal I might see a couple selling knickknacks in front of their house, including some old canvases.
“These wheatfields ... it looks like a Van Gogh,” I say. A quick mental math and I realize that it’s still less than 6 dollars. Not bad. But going with the tradition of yard sales, I might still haggle.
“How about three euros?” Well, you never know.
From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org)
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From: Paul Glover (pglover bulkley.net) Thanks for your humorous and insightful view of Holland and the tall Dutch people. There was a radio comedy group here in Canada 20 years ago (or so) called The Frantics. One of their musical skits was called Dutch Cowboys, and one of the lines I remember is:
“They’re brave and strong and tall and ... Here in Northwest BC, our small town (and others in the the area) were partly settled by Dutch immigrants in the early-mid 1900s. A number of people have observed that these Dutch settlers have since become “more Dutch than the Dutch” because they have kept true to Dutch ideology of the last century, while the residents of the Netherlands, as you have pointed out, have moved on to accept many different things. For instance, same-sex marriage and legalized marijuana are absolutely unacceptable concepts for the Dutch immigrant families in our community.
Paul Glover, Smithers, Canada
From: Bob Wilson (wilson math.wisc.edu) You wrote: “Average height is more than six feet. That means about half the people are over six feet.” Sorry, that is a fairly common mistake but a mistake nonetheless. It could be that only one was over six feet, if that one was a LOT more than six feet and the rest not much less than six feet. (Or one just a little more than six, if the rest were almost six feet.)
Bob Wilson, Oregon, Wisconsin
You have a valid point. If we calculated average net worth of people
here in the Seattle area, we’d get a very wrong number because Bill
Gates (net worth $80 billion) would be a part of the population. But
in the instance I wrote about, how common is it for one person to be
2000 feet in height but the rest 5’8”?
-Anu Garg
From: Bill Johnson (jwjobx earthlink.net) Emily Dickinson uses “anodyne” perfectly in “The Heart Asks Pleasure First” but as life goes on it pleads for a little anodyne to ease the suffering:
The heart asks pleasure first And then excuse from pain And then those little anodynes That deaden suffering. Then it asks for peace And then if it should be The will of its Inquisitor The liberty to die.
Bill Johnson, Kitty Hawk, North Carolina
From: David Santangelo (dcsantangelo2005 comcast.net) Subject: Salacious Every time I hear this word I always think of the character Salacious Crumb, the small, big-eared creature that sat with Jabba the Hutt, from Return of the Jedi. The adjective is definitely appropriate for him, especially how he leers at Princess Leia after she has become Jabba’s prisoner.
David Santangelo, Indianapolis, Indiana
From: Hope Bucher (hopebucher gmail.com) Long ago, as a homesick postulant in a religious order, I would sometimes walk to an isolated corner of the convent’s large apple orchard. On entrance day we were expected to relinquish all personal items, but I could not part with my harmonica so I surreptitiously kept it hidden in the bottom of my sewing box. On days when I was hopelessly homesick, I would sneak away to the orchard, sit under a huge weeping willow tree in the far corner, play my harmonica and cry uncontrollably. It was, I now realize, an emollient easing which helped me cope with my nostalgia.
Hope Bucher, Naperville, Illinois
From: Dharam Khalsa (dharamkk2 windstream.net)
Dharam Khalsa, Espanola, New Mexico
From: Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org)
The pol, with expression benign,
-Zelda Dvoretzky, Haifa, Israel (zeldahaifa gmail.com)
When we meet for an hour salacious
-Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com)
Pinocchio, prone to tell lies,
-Joan Perrin, Port Jefferson Station, New York (perrinjoan aol.com)
Some guess it is due to decrepitude,
-Anne Thomas, Sedona, Arizona (antom earthlink.net)
A blow to the jaw and poor Ollie went
-Steve Benko, New York, New York (stevebenko1 gmail.com)
From: Phil Graham (pgraham1946 cox.net) For back pain, I stretch anodyne on aspirin. Masochists say, “We enjoy whips salacious, please.” He was paid like a probity didn’t act like one. In “Boys Town”, Spencer Tracy could seemingly (co)rectitude in any delinquent. If a bank robber employs an armed woman, is emollient?
Phil Graham, Tulsa, Oklahoma
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:
Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
-William Butler Yeats, poet, dramatist, essayist, Nobel laureate (1865-1939)
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