The economy of language requires the occasional cheap word. Sometimes the "foul" word is the most efficient, cutting directly to the point in one four-letter syllable as euphemism sputters feebly, only to miss the mark by a mile. Kind of like how sometimes a basic program like Audacity can come in so handy for quick an dirty tasks like isolating your peaks and bringing them down for optimal normalization, not to profane Audacity or anything. On 4/8/07, The Other <sstubbs@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
On Sunday 08 April 2007 09:42, Rob wrote: > I personally value the presence of people who may use "cheap" > language more than the presence of those who object to it, so > maybe you and the rest of the hand-wringers should update your > NetNanny block list or something. The reality is, while there > may be a preponderance of CS types and academics here, there are > also a lot of musicians, and we musicians tend to be both > eccentric and "cheap". My objection to those who use "cheap" language is: It's an imprecise and frequently uncreative method of expressing one's opinion. Why not use one's enthusiasm and creativity instead. My all-time favorite put-down is by Douglas Adams in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It came from the first episode of the radio broadcast, where the narrator does a monologue on Vogon poetry. "Vogon poetry is, of course, the third worst in the Universe. The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by the Poet Master Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem 'Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning' four of his audience died of internal haemorrhaging, and the President of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived by gnawing one of his own legs off. Grunthos is reported to have been 'disapointed' by the poem's reception, and was about to embark on a reading of his twelve book epic entitled 'My Favourite Bathtime Gurgles' when his own major intestine, in a desperate attempt to save humanity, leapt straight up through his neck and throttled his brain. The very worst poetry of all perished along with its creator, Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Greenbridge in the destruction of the Planet Earth." Now *that* is a put-down. Or perhaps Adams was only teasing his classmate, Paul Neil Milne Johnstone. Either way, it shows an astonishing level of creativity. Regards, "The Other" Stephen Stubbs. _______________________________________________ Linux-audio-user mailing list Linux-audio-user@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx http://lists.linuxaudio.org/mailman/listinfo.cgi/linux-audio-user
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