News, but not the serious kind
Putting in a good word for good words
Most of us have favorite words, and it is a very personal choice. We enjoy the images they evoke and the sound that they make.
My own favorite word may be haberdasher. Most of us learn that word when we are taught that Harry Truman started out as one. Then we never use it again.
That’s a shame. I’ve been trying to bring the word back. I have used it nine times in my blog, never in connection with Truman. It is an uphill battle.
Some of our language’s best words are used to describe the worst people. Scalawags, knaves, rapscallions, miscreants. Oddly enough, we still have those people, we just call them less colorful names now.
I’ve used floozy 13 times in my blog, but I didn’t experience the spike in readership I expected.
I guess guys surfing for easy chicks are calling them something else these days. They are not saying, “Hey Lamar, let’s go Google ourselves some vamps and jezebels!”
Another great word is huzzah, which I’ve used a number of times here. Just once before I die, I want to be in a crowd of people shouting “Huzzah!”
And I want us to be cheering the opening of a new haberdashery. Is that too much to ask?
Top: Afghan women wearing traditional burqa robes line a haberdasher stall in a Kabul marketplace in a 2002 file photo. REUTERS/Jim Hollander
Right: Jessica Simpson performs “Lady Marmalade” in Las Vegas, in a 2004 file photo. REUTERS/Ethan Miller
Right: The original Paddington Bear which starred in dozens of BBC television programmes sits on a stack of marmalade sandwiches in London in a 1997 file photo. REUTERS/Dennis Owen