We’ve already done issue (as an asinine synonym of problem), raising awareness (rampant self regard combined with the belief of education as panacea), questions raised (a cheap journalistic trick). Today we add battling disease, rage, sustainable, and the icky thank you so much.
Battling disease Did you hear that So & So lost his battle with cancer? And that Miss You-Know-Who is currently battling “alcohol dependency”? And don’t forget Whatshisname still battles bravely against heart disease.
Enough with the military metaphors of disease! Illness is not pitched warfare. It is to speak loosely to say that the body has been “invaded” by a bacterium or virus, and even a dodge when the illness is largely or completely self-inflicted, as it is in the case of drunkenness, clogged arteries, and many cancers.
Overuse of this term is one more indication of decadence. To say one battles a disease expresses the feeling that whatever bad happens is not one’s fault—invasions are fault free, the disease is not of oneself—and that even preventable illness steals upon one’s body as a thief in the night. And let’s not forget the overtone that lost battles could have been won. That life could have continued indefinitely if only enough resources were marshalled.
Rage We have already lost outrage—which is now a synonym of vaguely irritated, temporarily inconvenienced, or mildly displeased—and if we don’t move quickly rage will suffer its own Samsonian haircut.
Evidence: We are asked to join the “US Day of Rage“, which is to consist of non-violent—non-violent!—protest, group meet-ups at Starbucks, and picnic lunches on the Mall. Rage indeed.
My progressive friends, join me in the battle against this disease, this diminution of the soul of this valuable word, lest the sting felt by atheists “raging against the dying of the light” will be forever lost!
Sustainable What is that exactly? “Yet all shall turn to dust” turned on its head? A repeal of the second law of thermodynamics? A mandate that life’s pleasures shall never abate?
Empirical evidence suggests the word is only used as an ethereal distraction, a mechanism to make you enter a state of pious Green Thought so that you fail to notice the gloved iron hand moving toward your pocket.
It’s also employed as an excuse for a hotel not to change your towel.
Thank you so much If you’re that happy with me for buying that bottle of water from you, get down on your knees and swear obeisance. Otherwise, a simple thanks will do.
If I wasn’t in such a festive mood, I could have easily come up with more. As it is, I am too happy to be grumpy. But I’m hoping that loyal readers are less sanguine and can suggest additions.