Where words go to die
| So I was watching some post-Oscars thing the other day, trying to see who was the best dressed (most whorish, but still classy) woman there, and I noticed something unsettling. As these three over-paid bitches and two Brokeback-loving "fashion" experts were breaking down Jessica Alba's barely-there dress, they referred to her earings as 'bling'. I am making it official right now, 'bling' is no longer cool to say. It hasn't been since about 2002, two years or so after B.G. (southern hip-hop artist for anyone who doesn't know) made it a popular name for diamonds. When urban slang is being used by newscasters, grandmothers, really bad songs (Ya, ya grill, ya-ya, ya grill), and dumb fucks on the E! Channel, it becomes null and void and no longer becomes a useful word. Slang originated as a way for slaves to communicate to each other w/o the whip-crackers catching on. They used the slang to create songs to signal upheavals and escapes. In recent history, it became an ever-evolving language to be able to talk about things and events and not have any authority figures (namely police), or just anyone "not in the loop", understanding whats really going on. Slang really never becomes unpopular, it just dies out when everyone on the planet knows exactly what it means. (Kinda like when guys talk about women's body parts at work, and we use made up words to refer to them. Then when any passing girls or supervisors learn what they mean, we come up with something new so we don't get caught.) Nowadays it's just a way to be creative with the language, and unfortunatlely, sell to the consumer. Anyone who has seen any McDonald's, ringtone seller's, or check-cashing store's (with the breakdancing, Shrek-looking cartoon) commercial knows this. If you listen to hip-hop music, you realize with every new wave of regional popularity comes new slang. From ATL to Houston to The Bay (where alot of it started anyway), we get whole new ways to talk. Then when the entire country is saying the same thing (remember the izzles and the heezys?), a whole new batch springs up from somewhere else. Hey, there's nothing wrong with coming up with your own slang. You alway have that to fall back on. **Side note: No new slang will ever come from Seattle b/c, as a region anyway, we are the most unoriginal and uncreative group of people in the United States. We look, act, and talk like everyone else we see on MTV and BET. Sad.** What I'm trying to say is, stop calling all jewelery 'bling'. Try shine or ice or sparkles or something. They should still have some good months in them. Unless Matt Lauer refers to Katie Couric's earings as one of those. Then it dies like so many erections do at a Madonna concert. Or a WNBA game. Or a retirement home. Or 10 minutes into a porno. Or after passing through the Oxygen Network. Or the Oprah Show for that matter. I got a million of 'em. Labels: Makes You Think, What Bugs Me |









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