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Friday 16 November 2012

Words Playing Games

You know what's funny? That words play games. They are like children, up to mischievous things all the time.
That means there can be no serious conversation, even between two serious men, all dressed in suits, covering a topic richly populated with numbers. As they use those obnoxious brats to communicate, you never know when they'll start their tricks.

- Today's index doesn't look too good.
- Mine does. - says the other tied-up and grey-suited exemplar of dead seriousness.
- What on earth are you talking about?
- My index finger, it looks good.
- I meant today's Dow Jones.
- The Long Johns index, it starts in december only. If there's sudden hike, that means the winter is going to be harsh.

Ha ha ha, those words at play! There's nothing better for a bad day than a few words playing cheerfully! Making me laugh, making others laugh, they create a sense of community. Or commutation: exchanging one thing for another.
For instance, dead-seriousness for dying of laughter and pundits for bandits and brats.
I love to hear them play.

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