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Sunday the Sixteenth of September, 2007
Accio noise, accio funk.
The Pragmatics of Spell-Casting in Harry Potter. This is what happens when linguists have too much time on their hands, and a perfect demonstration of why linguists should have too much time on their hands more often. The observations on wand deixis and spell syntax are delicious just on their own, but for me the real high point of this paper is the connection between fantasy magic and the boring everyday human magic that is language. I only wish it were longer and deeper. (It completely ignores non-verbal magic, for instance, which is understandable but still an unfortunate oversight.)
Monday the Thirteenth of August, 2007
Homework assignment:
Determine the exact percentage of the time that people mean the phrase "to be led on a merry chase" non-sarcastically. Thursday the Ninth of August, 2007
Snrk.
Reported without comment, other than "snrk": a new Maui TV station has, apparently inadvertantly, been given an unprintable call sign. Hee. (Wait, was that "hee" a comment?)
"You can't hide secrets from the future."
Idea for a code: Both parties are supplied with a huge corpus of English text, preferably one containing all the words that might be needed in a conversation. A computer program pulls out all of the words in the text and orders them in some fashion—perhaps alphabetically, or better yet by frequency first and then alphabetically. When encoding a message, the person looks up each word in this table and determines what number to give it. Let's say "antediluvian" is the 725th word on the list, so every time the word "antediluvian" appears in the list, you replace it with the number 725. Then—and this is the clever part—you pad each number with a sequence of random digits, so that "725" now becomes "7251135" or "72514" or "72515869415". Finally, you add one last digit which tells the savvy reader how many of the preceding digits to pay attention to, in this case three. So, you get "72511353", "725143", and "725158694153". If a word is outside the corpus, you encode it using a more conventional system, and then append a short numeric code that flags it as being different. You could even have a series of prearranged alternate codes, each with its own number. So if you use code number 123 to encode the word "numbat" and get "16465625" (or whatever), "numbat" gets replaced with "16465625123". (Obviously, if your alternate code is called "123" you need to make sure that the random numbers you're adding to the normal words never end in "12" to prevent confusion with word number 164, but that's simple enough to do.)
Friday the Third of August, 2007
Too bad the age of enlightened despotism is over.
A disturbing thought came to me out of nowhere the other night—what if humans aren't actually particularly intelligent by animal standards, but only seem more intelligent than we are because we can share our discoveries with each other? I consider myself smarter than my mother's cat, but I've been absorbing unspeakable amounts of linguistic data for twenty-five years. (Especially since I discovered Wikipedia, of course.) I've mostly figured out how to use AutoCAD with a minimum of help and Mishki hasn't, sure, but somebody else told me to turn a computer on in the first place. Nobody tells Mishki anything, except "Mishki, stop untying my shoelaces!" (He does not listen.) But without anybody telling him how to open the bathroom door, he's sussed it out through observation and experimentation. If I didn't have language, would I do better?
Wednesday the Eighteenth of July, 2007
I don't know why I get such perverse glee from this.
The word "stupefy" dates from 1513. Could wizards not Stun people before then? And could they not find north before the English language had developed enough to say "point me"?
There are probably a lot of good jokes I could be making here.
Language Log wins again!
I do not know why there are not more Chomskian-themed advertising campaigns. And not just for cereal—for everything! I mean, Chomsky is one of the world's most famous academics, right? Surely he can finagle himself a totally sweet licensing deal! Also: Man, have I ever been neglecting my ling blog. |
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