{"id":528,"date":"2016-06-29T21:11:53","date_gmt":"2016-06-30T04:11:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/douglasgclarke.com\/wordpress\/?p=528"},"modified":"2016-06-29T21:12:20","modified_gmt":"2016-06-30T04:12:20","slug":"they","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/douglasgclarke.com\/wordpress\/general\/they","title":{"rendered":"They"},"content":{"rendered":"

My newsletter this month (found here<\/a>) is about the word, they, which has taken another step towards\u00a0being accepted as a singular pronoun. As part of my newsletter I wrote a story using the\u00a0American Dialect Society winners and runner ups in the categories of: word of the year, most useful word, most creative word, most unnecessary word, most outrageous word, most euphemistic word, most likely to succeed word, and least likely to succeed word.<\/p>\n

Go read the news letter first, then you can read the amplified version here so you can figure out what all the words you didn’t know are.<\/p>\n

—-<\/p>\n

Jet walked through the quad, taking in the post momentum behind the candidacy of Bernie Sanders<\/strong> of the dispersing crowd. Jet<\/strong> heard someone say, \u201cBernie really made a\u00a0definitive end to the discussion after making an impressive point<\/strong> with that comment about Trump needing to pick up a paper or at least hire someone else who would.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jet smiled to him or herself<\/strong>\u00a0when he or she<\/strong>\u00a0spotted the man holding the \u201cA sarcastic expression in which a person pretends to blame Obama for a problem<\/strong> for trying to take away my guns. Now I have a reason to use them.\u201d If he didn\u2019t have such a\u00a0flabby physique of a typical dad<\/strong> or look so small in extent, in a subtle manner<\/strong>, Jet might have sent out an\u00a0alert for potentially distressing material<\/strong> to all his or her<\/strong>\u00a0friends\u00a0on Twitter, but this guy was obviously just going to go home and put in some time with his device that rewards his sedentary lifestyle<\/strong>. He was really only someone who loves firearms in a fetishistic manner<\/strong> when he was with his close circle of friends<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

Jet\u00a0passed the new campus organization organized in response to a black student union<\/strong>, its sign promising amazing, exciting or fun<\/strong> for all who came in. Reject<\/strong>\u00a0was all that went through Jet\u2019s mind, Jet<\/strong>\u00a0was in no mood for the subtle form of racism or bias<\/strong> of the self-righteous rich kids who had their parents donate the money to build it, even if technically Jet was one of them.<\/p>\n

Then turning the corner there he or she<\/strong>\u00a0was. All of the momentum behind the candidacy of Bernie Sanders<\/strong> was gone. The country didn\u2019t matter. This was personal. Praise looked up. Their eyes met.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you see him?\u201d Praise asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cSure did, Jet said. \u201cHe\u2019s one put together, impeccable, well-arrayed<\/strong> guy. He\u2019s let his hair grow out a little and he had it in a bun<\/strong>. The protesters in the audience where posing with expressions with cheeks sucked in and lips slightly apart<\/strong> when he insult, criticism or disrespect, in a subtle or clever manner,<\/strong> Trump, not that that\u2019s hard.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you see me?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jet\u2019s smile disappeared, replaced with unblinking eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cI saw you, standing with admiring term of address for a woman seen as a mother figure<\/strong>. Not a care in the world. You\u2019re so lucky.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jet smiled again, \u201cYou mean Julie. Expression of excitement, approval or strong agreement<\/strong>, she behaves like a grownup doing<\/strong> everything. You know, she\u2019s only nineteen. I know a lot of guys who would like to take her home and have sex<\/strong>\u00a0with her.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow about you? I saw you looking at her and not seeing me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI. I wasn\u2019t looking at her. I was listening to Bernie.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd holding Bernie\u2019s hand?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI wasn\u2019t holding anyone\u2019s hand.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know, my hand was just hanging there being subtle in manner<\/strong>, like I had been listening to some guy\u00a0deceptively\u00a0marketing\u00a0a\u00a0services as it were sharing<\/strong>\u00a0to me about how this product\u00a0<\/strong>by a startup is seeking to emulate Uber in different tech sectors, in this case<\/strong> friends is going to change my life. How it\u2019ll be a self-balancing motorized skateboard<\/strong> for my love life, when all I\u2019m thinking about is how you abruptly end a relationship by cutting off communication, especially online<\/strong>\u00a0with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jet\u2019s smile was defeat soundly<\/strong>. Jet stood there looking at the ground. A long moment stretched into a too long one. \u201cI didn\u2019t abruptly end a relationship by cutting off communication, especially online<\/strong>\u00a0with\u00a0you.\u201d Another long moment passed. \u201cI just… Someone was insulting, criticizing and\u00a0disrespecting, in a subtle or clever manner<\/strong> me online. I didn\u2019t know what to do. It was so un-amazing, unexciting and un-fun<\/strong>. I so wanted to feel put together, impeccable, well-arrayed<\/strong>, but I felt like a bun<\/strong> on some flabby physique of a typical dad<\/strong>. I was defeat soundly<\/strong> and thinking about just giving up.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jet looked up into Praise\u2019s eyes.\u00a0 \u201cI would have, too, if it hadn\u2019t been for Julie being a\u00a0term of address for a woman who is\u00a0mired for seeming as a mother figure<\/strong>. She told me that my posse or close circle of friends<\/strong> wasn\u2019t online, that I should just cut the cord, so I did.\u201d<\/p>\n

Praises expression softened.<\/p>\n

In a very quiet voice Jet said, \u201cAre we really over, question tag expressing that something may not occur<\/strong>?\u201d<\/p>\n

Praises reached out and pulled Jet into a hug. \u201cquestion tag expressing that something may not occur<\/strong>!\u201d<\/p>\n

Jet returned the hug.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou really didn\u2019t reject<\/strong> me! I feel like such an idiot. I just thought, you know, Julie is such a admiring term of address for a woman seen as a mother figure<\/strong>, anyone would be lucky to be with her.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not my type. Hey, you want to go back to my place and have sex<\/strong>?\u201d<\/p>\n

Praises had a smile that was almost blinding, \u201cExpression of excitement, approval or strong agreement<\/strong>.\u201d<\/p>\n

—-<\/p>\n

For the list of words, visit\u00a0http:\/\/www.americandialect.org\/2015-word-of-the-year-is-singular-they<\/a>\u00a0and for the full article about the word of the year visit\u00a0http:\/\/www.bbc.com\/news\/magazine-34901704<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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