Pylimitics

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  • A Rhematic Interlude

    You can get a pretty good idea of the functions of a language by examining its words. This is more than that old saw about “Eskimo having 27 words for ‘snow’.” That was probably apocryphal anyway, but I’m not just talking about nouns. The nouns in a language do, of course, give some insight into… Continue reading

  • Acrophonic

    When it’s time to teach children the alphabet, in English it goes like this: you learn the names of the letters, then some words that start with those letters. “Ae,” “bee,” cee,” and so on are what English letters are called, of course. Made-up words that generally don’t mean anything else. Learning the alphabet in… Continue reading

  • Dame Fiona Caldecott

    On January 12, 1941, Fiona Soesan was born in a Scottish town called Troon. Her father was a barrister, and her mother worked for the local government, and there was some disagreement within the family about the value of education. Soesan’s father was dedicated to education, having completed a chemistry degree by attending night school,… Continue reading

  • Aberlin’s Gift

    Aberlin’s Gift  The village children, all but Marino, who was timid and sat in their mother’s lap at the side of the great room, gathered around Grandma Lensia, getting as close as they could to her chair without actually climbing into the fire.  It was just a day before Long Night and the Festival day… Continue reading

  • For centuries, one of the most powerful weapons available to anyone was some kind of sword. Swords appeared in various forms in all sorts of cultures, and the skill of using a sword for fighting was developed to quite a high level. You’d think, in all those years and among all those experts, that the… Continue reading

  • Be it ever so humble

    Consider the humble “humble.” “Humble” is a word that’s been part of English since about the 1200s, which is a pretty long time. And in those centuries, “humble” has meant some very different things compared to how we use it now. In a sense, it’s the opposite of “proud.”  That meaning is one of a… Continue reading

  • Jasper Ford

    Imagine that you’re back in 1985, but if you remember 1985, this is not that one. In this 1985, the Crimean War between England and Russia is a century old and still happening, cloning technology has progressed to the point where you can buy a kit and clone your own pet dodo at home (and… Continue reading

  • Another Otter?

    Oscar T. Thompson — Otter, to his friends — grinned over at his friend as he drove his pickup toward the zoo. “I’m telling you, Musky, they have no idea. We didn’t leave a single clue. And we’re gonna do the same thing next time, soon as we pick out which one to rescue.” “We’ll… Continue reading

  • A zany with a madcap

    Up until about the 1970s, a movie that was a goofy, possibly slapstick comedy would be advertised as “zany” and “madcap.” Both of those words are less common in recent decades, but still around.  By coincidence, both words appeared in English around the 1500s, even though that century isn’t generally remembered as a golden era… Continue reading

  • He wishes us a happy -1+(2/.3)456.78-9

    Today is Donald Knuth’s 86th birthday. If you stop by Stanford University, where he’s professor emeritus, you might even see him around. I don’t know whether he’s still active there, but he probably is — but he spends most of his time working at home on his huge writing project.  Knuth is the author of… Continue reading

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I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer (among other things) located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated pup Chocolate Bossypaws. No surprise, she mostly speaks in doggerel. You can find her contributions tagged with Chocolatiana.

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Tales from the Forest

Quarantined; A Book of Days