Has been raped and abused and is on the brink of total destruction. We now live in a world where it’s acceptable to refer to ones out loud laughter in a new and improved and abbreviated way “LOL”.
I recently had an in-person conversation with a girl where I cracked one of my many awesome jokes, after in which she laughed, but not in the way you and I would have, no instead she actually said “rofl” (which for those who don’t know means ROLL ON FLOOR LAUGHING, which in itself is an improper sentence, congrats you can’t even abbreviate properly.) anyways, her stating that she thought the joke was funny through saying a phrase that is reserved for text messaging was an eye opener, or an ear opener so to speak.
The “rofl” incident was just the first straw, I soon discovered that our language has been raped o’ so many times! A major culprit is the rap industry.
Here are some actual quotes,
“After the VMA's my baby momma cussed my ass out
I kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy and Steve Stoute
Cut the grass around my crib so I could see these snakes
You see 'em back in the hood, it's cause I see they're fake
A preacher's son about the paper like I'm Creflo Dollar
I pop you punk niggaz like I pop my collarI'm confused, I like Megan, Monica and Mya
Missy's freaky and Brandy's shot up
Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up
I'm on now, God damnit, I done came up (what?)
Now you can find me with the finest hoes
Choosin which whip to drive by what match my clothes
I got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice man
If I ain't got a pistol on me, sure I got a knife fam
Get out of line and I'm lightin yo' ass up
Semi-automatic's the way I tighten yo' ass up - what?”
“Nigga ride with me, ride with me, die with me, die with me
Kill with me, kill with me, bury me a soldier
Don't nobody cry, just keep my name in the sky
Tattoo me, retaliate on them niggas that do me
Back to life, this No Limit shit I represent that
You resent that, you meet my nigga dirty black, that's what I call the gat
Shell sheezie, ask my nigga B Neezie
Big Man, Big Champ, Big Hurt, don't make them killers go to work>
From the south to the east to the middle to the west Represent your hood, show me where them killers at”
Really?
Now don't get me wrong, not all rap is to blame there is an abundance that uses proper wordplay and such. Slang and abreviations have become so great in number that I don't even care to attempt to display a list here, I'll just imagine that you already know of them.
Once, the English language was the most beautiful sound on the planet, words and syllables could flow and weave amongst one another to craft a structure so great, so awesome, that it demanded you listen and be in utter awe of its greatness.
“He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
[JULIET appears above at a window]
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!”
William Shakespeare
Okay sounds like a little much to describe something, am I right? No, I’m not, it’s the proper way to describe things, use the language that we have, let us indulge in its vast greatness, capitalize on every single syllable, ever little pronunciation and create magic!
Forever Missing the good ol’ days
- Thing 2