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A few words for the holidays

Published 14-Dec-1988 in the Denver Post
Copyright ©1988 by Ed Quillen. All rights reserved.

The daily countdown continues; today, the announcement will be that there are Only 10 Shopping Days Left Until Christmas. The pressure builds. Am I the only one who wants to shout, Hey, I want to take control of my own life. I have enough deadlines already. I don't need another one, and especially I don't need this nagging.

But rail as I might, it wouldn't change anything. I do need to find some presents, and among those who deserve gifts from me are the dedicated readers of this column, both of them. Often I devote hours to looking for a certain word. Presenting such words as gifts should save the recipients a considerable amount of time. You never know when you might need some of these.

Our traditional system of measuring liquid volumes is as binary as any computer. Two tablespoons make a fluid ounce, two fluid ounces a wineglassful, two wineglassfuls a gill, two gills a cup, two cups a pint, two pints a quart -- of course four quarts make a gallon, but shouldn't two quarts make something besides a stupid half-gallon?

We do have a word for two quarts: pottle. It should be restored to its rightful place in daily discourse -- While you're at the store, could you pick up a pottle of ice cream? or No wonder I don't remember much about the office Christmas party. They had ouzo by the pottle.

Our language also appears to lack a polite word for male homosexuals. Communication would be simplified if there were a masculine counterpart to lesbian. Sodomite is considered quite offensive, and gays and homosexuals comprise both sexes. However, there is such a word, urning. It is not in common use, since it appears in only one of the three unabridged dictionaries at hand. Webster's Second defines urning as a male homosexual. That's simple, precise and inoffensive -- it's a word that deserves more usage.

While we're curing the paucity of polite terms, we should also consider the Colorado General Assembly. Often one feels the urge to use unprintable terms to describe our legislature with sufficient accuracy. But even the prissiest of editors would allow kakistocracy to appear in print, and it's perfect for the task. The new Random House Unabridged defines kakistocracy as government by the worst persons.

That dictionary also contains the big kahuna of unprintable words, which suffers from overuse. There's no excuse for that. We have a wealth of archaic synonyms that ought to be resurrected: tup, sard, jape, and my favorite, swive. Chaucer used it -- Thus swived was the carpenter's wife, and a 14th-century historian complained that Richard of Alemaigne, when he was king, he spent all his treasure upon swiving.

Another favorite Colorado pastime is talking about altitudes. In most other states, towns brag about their populations on their city limits signs. In Texas, it's that the municipal water supply has been approved by the state health department. But in Colorado, we're obsessed with our vertical distance from the tides. Thus we are enthusiastic students of hypsometry, which American Heritage defines as the measurement of elevation relative to sea level. We might profitably add hypsometromania or hypsometrophilia to our official language.

All sorts of everyday things have their very own words; some obscure terms are worth sharing. An aglet is that round tip on the end of your shoelaces. Zymurgy is the study of fermentation, as well as the magazine of the American Homebrewers Association. What I used to call a hinge pin and what is too often just a 16-penny nail is technically a pintle. Soon you will see drawings of old Father Time in robes and grasping a snath -- the handle of a scythe.

During the holidays, people play a lot of Scrabble. One useful word is cwm. It is pronounced koom, and refers to a glacial cirque. When you have the reverse problem, too many vowels, a good word is inion, which is part of your skull. The best addition to your vocabulary, though, is qat, an Arabian narcotic so obscure that the Just say no jihad hasn't denounced it yet. Not only does it employ a q without a u, but its two variant spellings, kat and khat, will score points while pulling you out of tough spots.

That should take care of some of my Christmas shopping. I'm going to keep looking, though, until I find a single simple word that describes the rest of this esurient brumal frenzy.


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