WOW

Origin:
1890–95;  perhaps identical with Scots wow!  exclamation of surprise or admiration

I am not a fan of texting as a form of real communication. It is fine for things like, “I’m about ten minutes out”, “I am lost”, “Please bring some XYZ”.  However, I find it a less that ideal way to express anything meaningful, thoughtful, and absolutely not anything that defines a moment. Please – do not text me things like, you’re pregnant, you’re leaving, you’re dying, you’ve won the lottery.

Words in a text, on a page, in a blog, spray painted on a wall – WORDS alone my have meaning – but they have no soul. The soul of a word is in the tone, inflection, body language, facial expression, the delivery as much as the intent.

Words are a medium for creating art the same way acrylic, oil, charcoal marble, wood and film are.  Words deserve and should be given respect. Words need attention, training and practice. Words demand respect bordering on reverence.

So – when you are trying to say something, impart a feeling, elicit an emotional response if you are wanting me to know you are effected or affected – texting me the word “WOW” – is not gonna do it.

I deserve to be drawn and quartered for my treatment of words and language.  I cringe knowing those with the ability to use such things may be themselves cringing at what I have done. Those that care for me embarrassed for me.

But I must say – if you choose to text WOW to someone – you choose to be let down by no reply.

I love words and it pains me that I lack the ability to love them they way they deserve. So much like people.

Peace,

Ant-Knee

PS – Next week I will rant about grammar from the side that finds it a burden and stifling. Only because I don’t know fuck-all about it either!