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Jesda »
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Mon Nov 22, 2004 6:00 am
Slang can come out of nowhere, and often does. But a context for its origin is always welcome, though not required.
We dont really use slang in this part of town. We just... dont. *shrug* I don't think its intentional self-censorship. There's just no reason, context, or need -- slang isnt a part of our culture. And no matter what age group, we still stick to plain english. I guess its easier to talk to different people that way. No one really feels a need here to 'stick it to the man' and change terms for the sake of changing them.
Drive into the city here where its less culturally homogenous and it changes somewhat. Tthis doesnt mean I intentionally beef up or over-formalize my english to snub my friends in the densely populated parts of town (or my friends in the agrarian counties with a heavy drawl); I speak the way I naturally speak, they speak the way they naturally speak, and at some point we do some mild reinterpreting and understand each other. Language doesn't separate or define people here, it just gives a point of reference to where you came from. You have liberals in the city and conservatives further out, but we manage to get along well. I wouldn't say anyone is more or less open minded than anyone else, since these silly things usually boil down to a difference in neighborhood culture.
You can drive down the same road and suddenly find yourself in a 99% black neighborhood. You can drive a few minutes the other way and youre suddenly in a mixed college town. Drive west and you'll be in the wealthy neighborhoods among doctors and lawyers. Go south to Cape G or further east into Illinois and you could suddenly hearing southern accents.
Slang isnt much of an issue in the northwest either, unless you go to Capitol Hill (Seattle bohemian neighborhood) or Ashland, Oregon (popular marijuana town). Coffeehouse slang applies, I guess, but thats jargon more than it is slang. I always felt like a moron asking for a 'venti' coffee with half and half, so I called it a 'large' (as our locally owned coffeehouses here call it in St Louis) and the barista understood.
Anyway... I ate some lasagna and now I'm hella captioned.
-Jesda