I'm guessing this must be...
The official language of the NDP...
Over a midmorning breakfast of waffles with whipped cream and bananas, Sonja Elen Kisa provides a crash course on her invented language, Toki Pona - "the simple language of good."Well, I don't know about that... aren't these meek & gentle souls simply gonna be cancelled out... by all the unrepentant warriors who speak Klingon?
"Toki Pona is meant to focus on the positive, so negative thought patterns and cognitions can be transferred and eliminated by simply using the language."
Ms. Kisa, a linguist who is fluent in five languages, devised Toki Pona as a coping mechanism during a bout of depression.You certainly have to admire the spirit behind the neurological tornadoes here.
Some people would have simply doubled down the Zoloft and blamed Dick Cheney for their problems. This lady went out and developed "ebonics for moonbats."
"Oooga shaka, ooga shaka..."
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FROM THE COMMENTS: Special, my ass
It doesn't work, of course. People just learn to say the same things with different words.
Or as I overheard some high school kids say, "that's special with an R".
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7 comments:
Perhaps as a result of postmodernism, or perhaps from reading 1984 too often, the left is constantly trying to reinvent the language to control people's thoughts.
Is "mentally retarded" too harsh? Let's call them "mentally handicapped". No wait, "learning disabled". Okay, how about "special".
It doesn't work, of course. People just learn to say the same things with different words. Or as I overheard some high school kids say, "that's special with an R".
I've been referred to as "vertically challenged".
And once as a "Person of Girth".
What would happen if everyone spoke only Toki Pona, and then something bad happened that we had to take action on - plague, pestilence, flood, earthquake, whatever.
How would we deal with it if we couldn't even talk about it? Would we be paralyzed because we lacked the words?
"rabbit said... Would we be paralyzed because we lacked the words?"
geez... you just described the fiberal caucus in vivid ass-kissing colour.
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Boy, what would the linguist Sonja call that moonstruck Dion's gibberish?
That should be:
Ouga Chaka ouga!
@rabbit - sounds like a good novel in the making... people being paralyzed into inaction by lack of the proper vocabulary to even classify what they are experiencing... definitely an orwellian nightmare.
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