Droppin’ Gs

It’s bad enough that millions of us have watched our retirement accounts drop thousands (Gs for short) in the blink of an eye. I mean, the indignity of hitting “refresh” on Scottrade’s marketwatch page and seeing the market lose 300 points in 20 seconds is more than a little unnerving.

But there’s something worse. Something so insidious that the entire nation—-both those invested in the stock market and those largely unaffected by the economic downturn of recent weeks—-cannot help but fall under its evil influence.

And that, O fallible ones, is the sayin’ of words minus their final consonants.

I’m guilty of it myself. I say I’m gonna go, instead of going to go. But I try my best to only do it when the hearing of the sounds actually contributes to a simpler understanding of their meaning. You’ve got to admit that “going to go” has really gone too far, construction wise. “Gonna” works pretty well as a substitute.

But when presidential and vice-presidential candidates go from reasonably well-spoken individuals to hayseeds who are tryin’ to win votes with the common folk by usin’ Ozarky mannerisms, it just gets awful tirin’, awful darn fast.

So I’m proposin’ that we protest this artificial affectation they’ve all takin’ on. Insist that your candidate add proper consonants to his or her ridiculous sounding words or you’ll be up and withholdin’ your vote! Hold them to linguistic standards, even if you’ve lost all hope of them meeting any others!

After all the Gs we’ve lost, though (both in dollars and letters), I’ve got to say that the loss of a different consonant is the one that is truly worryin’ me to death.

People, if you still have Emergency Fun instead of an Emergency Fund, make like Vanna and buy yourself a letter D now! I’ve never been as sure of anything as I am of the fact that you’re gonna need one really, really soon.

I’m just sayin’.

Posted by Katy on 10/20/08 at 07:37 AM

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Katy,
Droppin' the consonants is very Southern. Some of us can't help it (or is that canna? help it.) But only on certain words, and mostly the Gs (Isn't that interestin'. Guess we been gettin' ready to loose all those Gs and never knew it.) Y'all know that right? SAndi
Posted by Sandi Thompson on 10/20/08 at 03:27 PM

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