It’s absolutely capitalism.
The fact that etymologists don’t know where the word “dog” came from is one of my favourite linguistic mysteries.
Like…hound used to mean all dogs. Now it’s a type of dog.
Just randomly in Middle English we started calling them docga.
We know where hound comes from (Proto-Indo-European root kwon-) but not the word that replaced it.
There’s guesses, like dox (dark), dugan (suitable), or dokka (muscular) but they’re all just guesses.
It’s fucking fantastic.
Where’d your name come from, buddy? Doesn’t matter. Who’s a good boy, though?! You are!
sorry for the delay in responding to your message. I was walking around the house with unclear intentions
typewriter!
I love the orchestra trying and failing to maintain a straight face throughout
Exactly. These people had to rehearse at least a few times all at once yet when it’s nkt their turn to play they still look at that guy with the typewriter as if he was the most fascinating thing they have ever seen.
My husband’s wind ensemble played this song when he was in high school! you can do it with normal auxillery percussion, but it’s so much more fun if you do it with a real typewriter
now that is a writing mood
they were really like, the only reasonable approach to this piece is to insert a clown at the center of the orchestra
And that was 100% correct.




