Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Alimentary, my dear Mace

In light of recent rather unmentionable events , I abandon whatever I might have said about any metaphysical shite. Henceforth, all such past happenstances (which babylon tells me means "chance occurence", though I am seriously in doubt about the chance aspect of the whole sordid affair) will be recalled or brought forth only by those who believe in Rebirth.

Right, having cleared that out of the way, what can take the place of Metaphysics as my Chief Useless Pursuit?Well, for one, we could try answering why anybody, even a Jedi Knight, would be named "Mace". I wonder what kind of a kid "Mace" would have been. I , for one, certainly wouldnt prefer having him in my class, and though George Lucas does his best to assure me "Mace" lived a long time ago, in a galaxy far away, I shall forever have the creeps. Why, I just checked the current Phd students of some 45 universities, and I was rather relieved to note that none of them had a Mace enrolled.Yet, that is.

I wonder if Mace can be used as a verb. Like "Club". Then maybe Lucas got his name wrong. Maybe he really was called Mace Window, a name that expresses a sentiment that I am all too familiar with,and yet I would not switch to Linux for my life. There is a certain perverted joy to be extracted from paying for things that can be replaced by better alternatives that are free of cost.

Imagine if english language spelt "elementary" as "alimentary", and "alimentary" as "alimentary" too. And then, Imagine a situation where Dr. Watson is replaced by Dr. Mace. I am very sure that the phrase "Alimentary, My dear Mace" repeated 125 times a day would go a long way in alleviating our deplorable state.

Talking of english language, I dont really know what ancient texts George Lucas delved into to give us this wonderful double trilogy, not to mention a whole "Star wars expanded universe", but its fascinating to note that English language has survived unchanged since that time , which as He makes a point of mentioning , was indeed a Long long Time ago, in a galaxy far far away. I wonder what happened to the curious language of wookies, which, though sounds like a donkey in agony, was undoubtedly one as rich in expressive power as Fortran. Lost in Translation I expect. Of course, Star wars loyalists should try to reconstruct the Wookie language from Han Solo's responses.

This is indeed a time consuming, and , might I add, ricly rewarding task, that might address the problem we first stated in Paragraph 2. I have already devoted my life to it, and have already started decoding the Wookie code. For example, "Grunk Grunk" means "Cant you come here to hold the welding arc while I try to locate the contact points?" , whereas "Anh Anhhunk" means "Luke will come to save us". But a lot of work needs to be done for us to truely understand the full range of emotions Wookies were capable of expressing. Who needs Metaphysics, eh?

3 Comments:

Blogger Sunil said...

mace windu bakchod hai
clone wars dekho to pata chalega

11:50 AM  
Blogger Ravi Chakraborty said...

I bow,bow very low... :) ,great blog . but my favourite is the Master Whiner :P ;)
read mine sometime

9:34 PM  
Blogger Saby said...

"There is a certain perverted joy to be extracted from paying for things that can be replaced by better alternatives that are free of cost."

I'd use "pleasure" instead.

1:31 PM  

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