There is a discussion going on over at Spread about Postmodernism that made me realize something about myself. I’ll use words, they’ll come up in my head and I’ll say them, and then they don’t mean what I think they mean but I use them anyway.
I do this a lot with the word “Ironic” and the word “Oxymoron”. Actually, I think I do that with “catch-22” as well. One time, when I was a youngin’ I said, “He was EMANCIPATED!” I totally pulled out the word, stretching it like a long piece of gum, like I really meant it. The guy I was talking to at the time (who happened to be my video store boss who also happened to have a cocaine addiction) said, “You mean he was freed?” (I was talking about this guy actually.)
I looked at him like he was nuts especially since we were clearly discussing how skinny this person was.
I mean, duh. Everyone knew he was so emancipated he would probably die of hunger.


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