Wednesday

Only Time for One Breath...

Classes are starting and people are back on campus and it feels like home again and I'm happy and it's that kind of excited happiness that calls for an awkward run-on sentence.

When I'm done with newspaper and GO Week stuff, I'll post more about the first week back. In the meantime, the Photo Project has been updated with pictures from the C&C retreat 2005.

Sunday

72 Hours and Counting...

Currently Watching
The X-Files - The Complete Second Season
Episode 2x18: Fearful Symmetry
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The summer is drawing to a close, and the time has come to start getting my stuff packed up to return to school!

I'll be moving in on Wednesday, so I can attend the retreat the current newspaper staff is hosting for the incoming journalism majors, and then I'll be working with the GO Week leadership team over FOCUS weekend.

(GO Week is coming again soon! Woohoo!)

And so now I'm getting together all the things I need for school and getting a start on packing.

I remember doing this last year, and I packed on a Sunday to leave on a Wednesday, so I'm keeping up the tradition. I even remember what was on TV that night - down to the episode - so instead of watching the syndicated X-Files episode that's on tonight (it's going to be a "Part 2 of 3," and I missed Part 1 and will miss Part 3), I'm instead going to break out the DVDs and watch the episode that was on last year.

I may also put on that pirated "Revenge of the Sith," since seeing that movie interrupted my packing to go home.

Okay, it's a rather boring entry. I'm excited, though, so I'm posting. More exciting stuff should be on the way.

Thursday

Run for Your Life - It's a Soap-box

Well, I got through my final day of work by spending yesterday as a camp counselor at the Arctic Edge summer day camp, and it wasn't exactly a picnic, but it's over, so everything's good now.

It just astounds me to think of some of the things for which these children got in trouble. If these kids were my age, one of them would probably have been sued for sexual harassment yesterday - but, then, he'd probably get a break just because the comment made no sense whatsoever. I just have to wonder what would cause a nine-year-old's mind to go to such places?

A few weeks ago, the first time I was on counselor duty, one of the little boys was mad at his brother, and screamed out "You dumb f---!!" Now, though I did get after him for it, it's hard to stay all that mad. There are certain extreme mitigating circumstances with his behavior (and if anyone could drive a decent person to profanity, it would be this boy's brother, who had at the time managed to fall on top of him). Still, it was a bit horrific, and while I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that a child his age would know that word, it still strikes me as wrong.

Yesterday, one of the girl campers said to me, "You know, in our whole lives, I bet I've said more swear words than you." (Rather an odd comment to come out of the blue, but at least it kept her from mimicking the other campers.)

I replied, "You know, sadly, you're probably right."

"It's not sad," she said. "That's just how kids are."

"Yeah, and I think that's kind of sad."

She gave me a weird look, and then dropped the subject.

Fine, I know that the world is full of profanity. George Carlin used to talk about the "seven words you can't say on television," but that number has at least doubled, and all but about three are in regular use on television these days, and they're ALL on HBO. Click the "Next Blog" button in the Blogger toolbar at the top of this site, and chances are you won't get through the first entry without running into an ill-placed swear word. But since when does "that's just how the world is" constitute a good excuse to do something inappropriate?

To use a hackneyed cliché, if everybody else started jumping off tall buildings, would you do it, too?

Now, I'm not going to pretend that every swear word in all its forms offends me (already on this blog, I've related my old "shitty hospital" story, which still makes me laugh). But that doesn't mean I'm going to roll over and buy all this as a simple use of "free expression." I'm a word guy. I'm planning to make my living with the language. I don't like to hear my native tongue get abused.

And there's something ironic about me going on this diatribe on a blog, since the blogging community tends to harbor the greatest volume of swear words. So I'm going to throw together a quick something that may never have been seen on a blog before. Alas, one blog post can't change the world, but here goes nothing anyway...

THE AVERAGE BLOGGER'S GUIDE TO RESPECTING HIS LANGUAGE
Vol. 1: Swear Words


Consider the meaning of the words


Sometimes, you need to stop and wonder why some of the words that are considered profane are considered to be profane. Who decided that implying that a person has certain vital parts of the vertebrate anatomy or that they use them would mean that the person was disagreeable?

Some of the words that are considered inappropriate are looked down upon for a very historical reason, namely, that they come from Anglo-Saxon linguistic roots, which were suppressed in favor of French when the Normans conquered England in the eleventh century and introduced more "polite" terms for the same things. Others are words for obviously disagreeable things that have spawned “tamer” alternatives. But look at those last lines – they’re words. Words with actual etymologies. They’re not just sounds. Using them anywhere and everywhere makes no linguistic sense.

This is the biggest failing of the “F-word.” If you substituted the literal meaning for the word itself, would the sentence make any sense?

Consider the emphasis you need

So we’ve established that these are real words with real meanings, so why should anyone care about them? There is a reason that these words are still frowned upon by parents, teachers, and those who try to keep a professional atmosphere. Because these words have been considered so inappropriate, there is a fair amount of emphasis attached.

And to all you people who think swear words aren’t a big deal: too bad. Old ladies and employers are going to keep them in the emphatic category, and some day you’ll be sorry you gave your parents grief.

So if you’re going to use swear words, ask yourself if you really need to use them. Is the situation really worth offending the sensibilities of people outside your own age bracket? If the words are just thrown around, then they lose all meaning altogether.

If you don’t know the name of the person who made you mad, swear words probably aren’t appropriate. Traffic almost never calls for such words. A petty argument doesn’t call for them. Being tired or sore does not call for them. A vehement response does NOT answer a well-formulated argument.

So you’re annoyed. You can get over it without abusing the vernacular.

Consider how the words are actually used

For heaven’s sake, remember your grade-school grammar. Nouns are things or concepts (people, places, objects, ideas). Verbs are things you do. If you’re going to use a swear word, use the proper context!

I’ll leave that point there. It might go over a few heads.

So stop, before you swear. Does the literal meaning of the word fit? Do you really need to be that emphatic? And, while I personally can’t think of any situation in which one would really need to put the “F-word” on a blog, if you absolutely positively feel that you have to use it, it’s a verb.

Yes, I know that’s the kind of blogging that could get a person in trouble for trying to “step on freedom of speech.” I’m not trying to do any such thing. I’m sticking up for the freedom of good speech. It should be shameful enough that our generation invented text-message spelling. Let’s let English keep a little dignity.




… wow, that ramble went on for a while. Still, no worries. At least most of my friends tend to be a little better with their vocabularies.

Tuesday

Victim of a Beaten System

Currently Reading
Feet of Clay (A Novel of Discworld)
By Terry Pratchett
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Okay, so there's a game of tag or something going on over on the Union Xangas, and I had avoided getting tagged thus far (which is not surprising, since I don't post anything on my placeholder Xanga). However, the lovely Debra Howell - who WILL be returning to Union! - managed to "beat the system," as she put it, and tagged "anyone who reads this who hasn't been tagged already."

So, okay, I'll play along. It gives me something to post, in any case.

>>I've Been Tagged<<

THE RULES:
List five songs that you are currently loving. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.

Post these instructions, the artist, and the song in your blog (Xanga) along with your five songs. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.


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1. Be My Escape - Relient K
2. Breathe (2 am) - Anna Nalick
3. Scars - Papa Roach
4. Wordplay - Jason Mraz
5. The Phantom of the Opera - The Phantom of the Opera Original London Cast

And, just in case anyone cares, I'll tag David Kartzinel's Xanga, Julie Palmer's Xanga, Andy Morris's Xanga, Laithe Al-Zubi's MySpace, and Sarah McMenomy's LiveJournal.

And, following in Debra's footsteps (and Julie Laugherty did it, too!!), any bloggers reading this who haven't already posted one of these can consider themselves tagged, too.

That's an odd little collection of people, but I have to say I enjoy knowing them. :-)

Wednesday

Merrily on the way...

Less than two weeks now until I'm back in school...

I have a quiet life. Now, as I get fed up with camp kids and have to get stuff taken care of before heading back to school, that's nice. But, as I've said, it's led to some very scant blog entries.

So, rather than concentrating on the exciting happenings - or lack thereof - of my recent experience, I'm going to do one simple thing: I'd like to thank the Game Show Network for re-running all the seasons of 'The Amazing Race.'

Now, hopefully, that's not too pathetic - if becoming addicted to reality television isn't bad enough, doing so in re-runs has to be worse. But one has to admit that 'The Amazing Race' is a really cool show. I think I mentioned back in September that the installment that was new back then was one of the very few things that I managed to watch on television.

But in that installment last year, I got seriously caught up in the show during their visit to St. Petersburg, Russia. (Yes, that's the bit that got me. Who'd have guessed that, huh?) After finding a clue on board the Battleship Aurora (which fired upon the Winter Palace in 1917, counted as the first shot of the Bolshevik revolution), which I have pictures of from a tour of the Neva river, they went to the Hermitage art museum and had to find a challenge at a particular Rembrandt painting. It was just seriously cool for me to see that on television - not only could I have gotten to the museum, I had been right at that particular painting.

Now I've been enjoying watching the second and third races over again on GSN, since I had missed them the first time around. It has to be the greatest reality show concept since the quiz show was invented; everybody gets a free trip or two to some exotic destination - the really good teams get to visit dozens of countries without having to pay for their own airfare - and the best get a million dollars for all the trouble they go to seeing the world.

Who wouldn't want to do that?

Okay, I wouldn't want to do the skydiving detours, but if you get to that point early enough, you don't have to worry about it.

So I think I'll throw my hat in with "Future 'Amazing Race' Contestants" or "Amazing Race Hopefuls of America" or something like that.

I already looked at the applications at CBS.com, and, alas, you have to be 21 to apply, but, then, that gives me 14 more months to find a racing partner.

Yes, it's an odd post. I'll have more to write about in two weeks or so.