Hi, I'm back, watching the Olympics. I'll have a better post soon, but I just wanted to say hello....
Sorry. Flashbacks. Too much L D S in the sixties.
The Olympics are coming. China is enforcing its "no homeless" policy, and removing as many "Chinglish" signs as it can manage.
In foreign national tongue, funny thing are funny which take for serious instructment when at home.
In fact, my subtitle, "finally, it is accepted as self-evident" is very nearly Chinglish. Or a zen koan. I haven't decided. I got it in my fortune cookie. It is to date my favorite fortune ever, even including the dirty ones.
And then there's this:
In my house, "Rawr-ra-ra-rawr- ra-ra-ra-ra-rawr" is replacing "blah blah yadda yadda".
Ancient creatures rapping about fossil fuel, it was only a matter of time....
Repeating syllables= funny. Not just in English. Evidently. Meet Bobobo-Bo Bo-Bobo,
...a man with the incredible power of hearing the voices of hair and using his own [hair] to fight. He uses his power to fight off the Margarita Empire and all of EmperorTsuru Tsuruiina's minions who are stealing the hair off of anyone they find..
I'll say it again: the Japanese are weird.
On our own shores, there is also monstrous weirdness. Somebody needs to tell the Weekly World News that Batboy's got competition! Too bad that brilliantly bad paper is now defunct.
Or is it?
(Gasolina; Daddy Yankee)*