I was at my retail store listening to some christmas music. "Don our gay apparel?" I thought to myself. "I have no gay apparel. It's all work uniform colors. That's it. That's all the clothes I really own.
My generation seems to be fond of irony. I could imagine if things went just right, we'll be using the word gay ironically, like when bad meant good. Things you like are gay now and things you don't like still suck. It might catch on during the next generation when it becomes less taboo and for which Christians won't flick holy water at their kids if they say "gays are OK." The very next generation, however, the irony party will mysteriously escape them and it'll go right over their heads. They'll think gay really means good, or happy, which is what it originally meant. The word will have gone full circle. I believe that's the natural path of words. I can't wait till "asshole" becomes "serial killer," "proctologists" means "butt guy," and when "rocket scientist" and "short bus" become interchangeable.
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