As a writer, I’m aware of words, in the most intimate way possible short of printing something on a prophylactic. Therefore, as a writer, I’m cognizant of what words mean, of the power they convey, and the messages they impart. Onomatopoeia is, if anyone doesn’t know, words for sounds, such as BOOM for an explosion, and hee-haw for the sound a donkey makes. I heard it on Reading Rainbow, back when my kids were little.
In this day and age, we’ve coined new expressions for certain sounds. For example, Fake News is the sound a President makes when he’s lying through his ass. It’s ironically a kind of camouflage, one which only works on the people behind the President when he makes it. You’d think they’d smell the stench when he lets one rip, but I guess the camouflage masks smells, too, if you’re in the right position. Or maybe if you’re in that position by choice, it’s because you have no senses left.
Grab ’em by the pussy is the sound of women being attacked, demeaned, and dismissed. It’s also the sound a man makes to indicate he’s unfit for any business, office, or position of authority. This one positively reeks, most likely because it’s been around so long. It’s also a symptom of a backward society. If you hear this sound, run. The source is rotten and when it blows, it’ll take everything out with it.
This one is the sound of a nation on the verge of failure: Why can’t we use nuclear weapons? I think most of us understand the implications of this sound (except those behind Trump. See Fake News, above.)
Other sounds are laughable, until you pay attention. Case in point: I will build a great great wall on our southern border and I’ll have Mexico pay for that wall. This repulsive sound is one similar in scope and meaning to Grab ’em by the pussy. If you hear this sound, however, be aware that no wall is likely to be erected any time soon, unless it’s a wall designed to keep Americans from escaping and tainting the rest of the world. This is the sound made by civil rights at their execution. It’s a tragic sound and one which may become our irreversible funeral dirge.
Nobody who works 40 hours a week should be living in poverty. This is the sound of a society hanging on by a thread. It’s the acknowledgment of human dignity, tempered by the acknowledgment that human dignity is an endangered species.
These are only a few of the catchphrases we should be listening to, and reacting to. The problem is that so few are paying attention these days, even when humanity as a race is lying wounded and dying.
Are you listening?