Still Slangin' On

Oh reputable Time Magazine, why do you pine for the slang of the 1960's?

Is it merely because you don’t understand the scads of modern slang that have sprouted up recently and you long for some of that wholesome goodness of the past?

Or are you just jealous that you didn’t come up with such "drearily literal" gems like ‘Christ on a whole wheat cracker!’ or ‘brown one's Cheese Doodles?’

Whatever the reason, methinks you doth reject too much. Modern slang is a fascinating lexicon of the astute, clever, and the downright strange. Perhaps it piques my interest only because I have been a captive to scholarly writing for the last couple of years, and now, having only recently been introduced to the blogosphere and accompanying hex, its novelty is refreshing. Time will tell.

Nevertheless, such slang is still language, no matter how wonky it may sound to the unaccustomed ear, and like the slang of the past (here is where your penchant for all things groovy comes in, Time), it may well influence the American vocabulary indefinitely.

Which is why I will continue to brush up on my lingo. God-knows, we all might be cosmic donut supporters in the future.

Yeah. Look it up, it might save your life someday, or maybe just your reputation.