Excuse me, Mx.

There are a few things for me to blog about since they’re all in my head. The race-based culture shock experienced by my sister in University compared to my own sex & sexuality and gender based culture shock in the same campus, although different environments (We enrolled in different faculties).  My new gardening hobby, and a newfound appreciation for the fruits of the vine parable. A rant about my improvement in crochet. How celebrities become role models and how they affect youth populations based on my life from 2004 to rightly 2011. Relearning an old family dynamic, while establishing a new one. That one dude who brought up the past, and how oddly cool I am with it.

But these are all personal, and I’m still trying to find the words for some of these.

Instead, I think I’ll look at that gender neutral personal (for people dude, come on) pronoun, Mx.

I’ll try to go back to what I learned in sociolinguistics, although I haven’t in a while.

I place this disclaimer. I am a Christian. But in this, I intend to neither condone or discriminate against the LBGTQ community. Just using my linguist skills to comment and post observations. I’m not putting my opinion on the wider issue. There will not be any good or bad. Just more and less. My opinions and observations all have to do with how I see English developing. Honestly Language is all I wanna focus on. So if you have anything to say on language development from your own observations, or to correct me, feel free to comment. I will not reply or acknowledge anyone bashing anyone on this. You have been informed.

It’s an old article, and I can’t find now, >=( , but if you aren’t already aware, the LGBTQ community is happy, cuz gender neutral pronoun that is deliciously accepted as non binary! The Oxford English Dictionary is hoping to fill a void in the non-gender conforming community by introducing the gender-neutral title “Mx.

My first question is etymology. Where did it come from? As I’m writing this, I’m doing my research. I’ll get it soon enough I expect. So far though this is the closest I got, and it gives a little of a definition.

My second question is how will this affect language? Well duh. Society affects language affects society, so personally I’m not surprised. With this last decade, gender and sexuality is being explored and more is being revealed, and more is being understand about both broad groups, and how one isn’t interchangeable with the other. Of course, me with my binary mind ( ha, ‘binary’, never entered my vocab as associated with sexuality and gender until recently. I’d do a separate rant, but for the purpose of this one, it can be understood as included) , I get tied with coming up with examples.

So this new element of society needs to have terminology that addresses it. So naturally, language develops around it. English has unofficially accepted it, as tumblr, Facebook, WordPress, twitter and other social sites have shown. I’d imagine that so have other languages around the world. But as an anglophone, English has unofficially accepted it. And now, it seems that its dictionaries will.

But how does this affect languages? Language. Dictionaries can be considered to be a list of standard and accepted terms. I mean, if ‘selfie’ and ‘hashtag’ can…

So ‘Mx’ is one step closer to Standard English status. Also ‘Misc” according to that article linked with the definition.

That’s how. We accept it, Dictionaries accept it, academia and ‘higher institutions’ accept it – dude it’s already here. We’ve already been witness to and testimonies of how it’s affecting English.

The question now, is how will this affect society?  Aren’t we already seeing it? Set up a tumblr account. They’ll show you. Or just go and talk to someone. More and more people are being comfortable to identify as part of the spectrum. More and more people are using the terminology, and it’s getting more ingrained in the populations (whatever the community). More and more people are beginning to understand the LGBTQ grouping, and children are already ‘yah, whatevs’ about it, while 20 years ago, no one talked about it, so the world was largely uninformed.

So I expect in five years time the majority of nations will include Mx. as a legal title alongside Mr. Mrs. And Ms.

Cuz that’s how languages work.

– Kaye~


Back at the Garden’s Gates

How does one admit that something feels wrong? How does one begin to express that thesis that will explode into a monologue exclaiming ( not necessarily being able to explain) those fears and misgivings and uncertainties that plague the mind? How does one even begin to process when and how it happened when such events seemed to sneak up on them, only making themselves known at the slightest trigger? And if one can’t process it, how does one express it? How does one even begin looking for the help wanted, when one is unsure of the kinds of help needed? Why would one even want to, knowing that everyone, from the genuinely concerned, to the shadiest, to those that you learned the hard way do not deserve such fearful candidness, judges, and judges strongly?

This is a feeling that everyone gets at some point many times in their life. I think it’s slightly more bothersome – Troublesome? Annoying? Cloying? – to those who have a moral code that they live by based on their religion. At least speaking of the ones I have an idea of, most times, a consequence to an action – focusing on sins, and contrary actions then – that have the possibility to induce fear and confusion for those staunchly against ideas without a God or Higher being.

Where am I going with this?

Thoughts are not my friend tonight.

Speaking for myself, I’m not sure when things made a second 180°, making me fall back into the place I was years ago. All I know is that I feel like I’m slowly slipping. Progress and maturity fell. Things are reverting to the norm with considerable changes being prominent, and coming full circle, enough to build on and grow. And everything about me refuses.

The growth I experienced within the last two years feels plateaued and dropping. Habits are easier to fall back into, and harder to climb out of. They’re getting worse, and I don’t know how to stop.

Everything about me screams that something is wrong. I need to get help. I agree some days. I can’t do this.  I’m way too weak! Other days I disagree. I’m still weak, I know, but who can help me and give me the advice and help I need, without judgement, or spreading my business, and causing others to judge? It’s happened with others. I don’t want to be another gossip topic. And once that is ignored or overcome, how does one start talking about it?

What’s worse is that this is teenager behaviour. I’d hoped I was past that. Turns out I’m not.

It’s an Adam and Eve thing. Being shamed by what you did wrong, and being laid bare before God. As a Christian, grown up in the Church, with friends in the home church and out, with older more experienced people for advice, it should be second nature to go to God about this. But it’s Adam and Eve. I really don’t want to admit it and face it.

No one wants to face the person they’ve wronged, or done wrong by.

– Kaye~

Rest In Paradise…


This post is long overdue… I composed this piece and presented it as a reflection in Church on Good Friday. Easter has passed but the significance of Jesus’ death on the cross remains forever.

Luke 23

39 One of the criminals who hung there hurled insults at him: “Aren’t you the Messiah? Save yourself and us!” 40 But the other criminal rebuked him. “Don’t you fear God,” he said, “since you are under the same sentence? 41 We are punished justly, for we are getting what our deeds deserve. But this man has done nothing wrong.” 42 Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.” 43 Jesus answered him, “Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise.”

In preparing this reflection, I asked my 9 year cousin Mayah what she thinks about Paradise, where she thinks it is… Her response was the beach. I mean don’t we all…

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