Third World Ant

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Monday, March 26, 2007

Riddle

I love our crazy language, don’t you? I have a minor obsession with English words and phrases, and always keep my beloved Collins dictionary (I like their etymologies better than the supposed bible, the O.E.D.) and Brewer’s Dictionary of Phrase and Fable close at hand.

Two phrases I looked up this morning (although in neither of the above-mentioned books!) include:

The bee’s knees
By some, alleged to refer to the concentrated goodness to be found around a bee’s knees (where their pollen sacks are located); by others, meant to be a twist of the word ‘business’. The phrase was first used in 1797 to mean ‘small’ and first appeared in print in the 1920s. Today it is thought that the phrase was merely coined because it rhymes nicely; at the time the phrase was invented, there were many other ridiculous terms for ‘excellence’, including: the snake’s hips, the kipper’s knickers, the cat’s pyjamas, the sardine’s whiskers.

Monkey’s wedding
The symbolism of references to sunshine and rain happening simultaneously is unknown
, all that is known is that many cultures have a phrase for this occurrence – in South Africa, we call it a ‘money’s wedding’ which is a direct translation of the Zulu phrase umshado wezinkawu, a wedding for monkeys. In the US, Canada, Australia and New Zealand, the term used is ‘sunshower’; the Arabs use the phrase ‘the rats are getting married’; the Polish prefer the lengthy ‘when the sun is shining and the rain is raining, the witch is making butter’ as do southern Americans with their ‘The devil’s behind his kitchen door beating his wife with a frying pan’. Other cultures include animals ranging from foxes to tigers.


And now for a little riddle: you’re walking down a path, and reach a fork. The path to the left leads to (at least temporary, if not more permanent) self-frustration*, while the path to the right leads to your heart being extracted from your chest with dull tweezers and then thrown in the way of stampeding bulls. Which path do you take?

*Nope, I'm not talking about the sexual frustration kind. That sort can be relieved rather quickly, partner or no.

8 Comments:

At 10:08 am, Blogger Peas on Toast said...

Yo are HALARIOUS! I mean HILARIOUS. :)

"It's hard living with the boize knoize (bees knees) twenty-four seven, Keem."

 
At 10:16 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey, I've got a Collins (the mini one) on my desk, it's one of my favourite tools!

On the riddle, I'd definitely go with self-frustration, seeing as it's easier to, erm, relieve (you know...) than a trampled heart.

Trouble with the Gilb?

 
At 11:02 am, Blogger ChewTheCud said...

Only dull tweezers? No scalpels? Maybe a spoon? And what type of stampeding bulls? How many bulls are we talking?

Self frustration for an extended period of time... hmmmm. Depends how quick you would recover from the impromptu heart surgery.

I like "the coolest kicks in the cave". Works well for new shoes ;P

 
At 4:09 pm, Blogger Revolving Credit said...

When you say 'heart removed', you don't mean that literally do you?

Else it's easy, turn left or you die. If you don't have a heart, turn right.

Is turning back an option?

 
At 11:14 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm flumoxed (favourite new word)

 
At 11:27 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ant,

I think the problem here lies more in the uncertainty and fear of the road on the left than it does with actual self-frustration.

Essentially the question is: uncertainty vs knowledge? It is always easier (in a way) to take the road of knowlege (at least you know your heart will be trampled by stampeding bulls) but ultimately it is actually the coward's way out.

It is difficult for those of us that "think" too much and pride ourselves in our rationality to listen to our hearts. We automatically assume that emotions are irrational and therefore wrong. Just because we cannot always define, discuss and justify them DOES NOT make them wrong - just scary.

Be brave, my friend. Take the path your heart desires and don't just avoid it because of fear. After all the best adventures are to be had in uncharted territory.

 
At 11:59 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's a rugby metaphor, isn't it? I say support the Sharks and be done with it.

 
At 10:46 pm, Blogger Third World Ant said...

peas - it's all about the boize knoize. and don't forget the boiby choises!

martin - snap dude. not so much trouble with the gilb as trouble with 'us'.

chewwie - you're so right, it all depends on the method of extraction.

rev - never thouht about that. backwards, you say? can you forget/unlearn everything you learnt on the way there?

hpf - and so you should be!

anon - ou sound like one of my wise friends overseas. are you her? you're right, i'm very afraid of the scary unknown path of following the heart. the rational cautious person in me says 'don't!'

kyk - good advice. went to a dolphins vs titans game the other night, i was sitting with the only dolphins supporters, who were screaming 'die haaie is on fire!' (did i blog about this/ i forget). it all worked out in the end, though the dolphins (and even the sharks) did not win the cricket that night...

 

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