Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Paper on Names

We give names to everything. We name our children; we name our pets; we even give names to our boats, cars, and airplanes. Why do we do this? The answer is that, whether we realize it or not, names convey and give power to and over things and people. From the early beginnings when humans first started to speak, giving names to people or objects has given both the speaker and the object power.

We are a species of language users, and every culture in the world has used orality to gain an understanding of the world through words. We use words and names to model things in our mind and test how they relate to each other. By learning a new word we add a new tool to our mental toolkit, and from this comes the idea that we are gaining power over something by knowing its name.

In the book of Genesis from the Bible, God gives Adam the power to name all the creatures of the earth. This naming represents his dominance over them. It has long been traditional in many oral cultures to have a secret name for a child, one which was not known to anyone except the parents and the child and which was not used in everyday speech. This secret name gives the bearer power, but can give power over that person if someone else also knows the name. Even today, the Pope and sometimes monarchs still assume a new name of office, different from their given name and symbolic of both the momentousness of the event and the assumption of an office of great power. Names of power were so sacred that among Jews the word God (YHWH, from which we get the names Yahweh and Jehovah) was absolutely never uttered, except by the high priest on Yom Kippur. The events and manifestations of the natural world have been given names and even embodiments in gods and goddesses since ancient times. The sun, the wind, the ocean have all had gods or goddesses to personify them at one time or another. However, since the advent of writing and print, some of this awe of names has disappeared.

Even though cultures have moved from the oral tradition to a written one, names are stilled viewed as powerful. In this day and age in which we have largely banished superstition, names still have the ability to influence people.

This can be seen in family environments. Do you remember when you were in trouble as a child? A mother calling "Dan, get over here!" simply did not have the same spine-chilling effect on someone as, "Jackson Daniel Benjamin Miller, get over here!" Using the full name somehow implies a greater threat of reprisal than a simple first- or nick-name does.

Overtly aggressive speakers have a tendency to insert the name of the person to whom they are speaking into the stream of conversation: "I think you're wrong," has a slightly different tone to it than, "Bill, I think you're wrong." Saying it once may mean nothing, but doing it again and again over the course of a conversation it has the collective effect of applying a steady psychological pressure from a position of verbal aggression. Not to mention, it’s really annoying to talk to someone who drops your name with every other sentence.

Names can also show familiarity or formality in the way they are used. This is partially a matter of trust (in light of the power of names), but also simply a matter of time and experience. The use of a first name or nickname by a stranger or social inferior (students, children, underlings at work) can cause offense because it may assume not only social equality but a history of personal intimacy that may not actually exist. Sales representatives and junk mailings make a point of littering their pitches with the name of the prospective buyer: "Erik, this is a special offer just for you. You, Erik Fitzpatrick, may already be a winner." Using the familiar names often tends to lull people into a sense of security. Also, there is the fact that each person is trained from birth to react to their own name. This is, of course, part of the reason we have names in the first place – to get a particular person's attention. To speak a person's name forces their attention to shift to the speaker – a tool which can be used benignly but can be also be a subtle form of verbal domination.

Names are traditionally thought to be fixed. This is connected to the idea in many cultures that the power to name a thing is the power to control or even create it. Related to this is the idea that each thing has one and only one name and that that name is what that thing is. Have you ever had an older relative scoff at the idea of changing your name? That's why. Just as a rock is always going to be a rock, Harry is always going to be Harry – whatever he may call himself, he's still Harry; that's just who he is. In the same theme, names not only name a thing, but they label them into groups. For example, family names group everyone with that last name into a certain set. When women marry in Western tradition, they take the family name of their new husband and so become part of a new family, changing not only their names but their ties and affiliations. The Tsimshians of the North West coast of North America have a similar belief about names. For the Tsimshian, names for people don’t belong so much to an individual, but to a “house” or line of descendants based on the mother. Each matrilineage has its own set of names, which encodes heredity, such as names of ancestors; past and present territories; and the oral histories, such as names of heroes. No two people can have the same name at the same time, and one “house” will not use a name or names of another house.

Names also give power to the thing that they label. Trucks are named The Beast, or boats are named Wind Dancer or Escape, dogs are named Brutus. In each it’s not the power we want over them, but the power that we want them to hold themselves. Most of what the Tsimshians knew or saw was named, including houses, canoes, copper shields, and other artifacts, as well as places, supernatural entities, dogs, and so forth. To them, to give a thing or place a name was thought to be the equivalent of giving it an identity or value. Naming is a way that they establish relations in the known and unknown world. The names create a web of social relations that are manifested through the use of those names.

Even ideas are named in such a way as to give them power over themselves. A well chosen name wins an argument by taking upon itself its conclusion. If the government calls cash subsidies to foreign government "foreign aid", who can be so mean spirited as to argue with that. Describe funding to the public schools as "aid to education" and the question of whether additional spending in the public school system will really results in more education is effectively skipped over. Environmentalists can brand something "pollution"; it then no longer becomes necessary to offer evidence that it is bad, since everyone already knows pollution is damaging. Take for example, thermal pollution. This is simply warm water, albeit given a bad name. Can you imagine telling your waitress that your coffee was too cold, that it needed more thermal pollution? We can even duel with names. Both "right to life" and "pro-choice" are clearly good things, so how could anyone possibly be against either of them?

The most recent example of the power of names, President Obama's economic policy, makes an excellent illustration. Everyone – including Mr. Obama, when he was running for President – is against deficit spending. Rename it a "stimulus package" and everyone suddenly thinks that it’s a great plan. Well, perhaps not everyone, but enough people to get it started, at least. The name neatly evades the question of whether having the government borrow money and spend it is actually a way of getting out of a recession – a claim for which substantiation is conspicuously thin. It is stimulus, so obviously it must stimulate. Right?

The potential of names did not die with the advent of print culture. Names, both today and in past oral cultures, definitely convey power over things and people as well as give them power. The belief that as a print culture we have moved beyond this idea is simply not true. Naming things gives humans control in their world. Without an array of names to label people and objects, we would have no understanding of the world around us and no way to talk about it with others. We would have no way to tell our friends that we saw John or that he was driving a new car or that the woman in the front seat was definitely not his wife.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Presentations were awesome!

Both presentations were very interesting to watch. I really enjoyed the boundery skit (well, it was more like an entire play, complete with scene changes). And with the presentation about maps, I could almost visualilze where the characters were going, especially when he went to the library, since that's where I work. In both presentations, it was a sense of adventure that seemed to lead the characters on. It's like Pocahontas and "Just Around the river Bend" sort of thing. The presentations were well executed and very enjoyable. I hope our group can do as well on Monday.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Yay! Blogs are so cool!

Yes, I know, I missed class today. You see I have an affliction, it's called the Elementary Education department. Of all my classes this semester, English 337 is the most fun, and it's only for my minor! So anyway, I had to present a lesson plan to some freshmen at Belgrade High, and the only day and time that my supervisor could be present was April 6, 2009 at 8:30 A.M. How messed up is that? Seriously, I tried to find another day, but every time that I suggested she had some other conflict with. (Yeah, like I don't?) But it's over now! I don't have to deal with her or the internship any longer! And now on to the reason blogs are so cool.

Today was a very important day to be in class. Today was the day that we would be creating the test questions. I couldn't come to class, but the blogs could bring the class to me! I still wish that I could have been in class, I like being able to take my own notes, but at least it's not like I am totally out of the loop. I have read Charismatic Kari's, Lisa's of the Little Legs, Emo Erin's, Sutter's Sacker of Cities, Chris's Scribbles the Scribe, and Two-Tongued Charlies's blogs avidly. And then looked up the recommended chapters and pages. I actually may have studied for this test more than previous tests because of my very absence! Isn't that cool?!

I also want to bring to your attention that I have changed the names on my blog list. I meticulously went through and correlated the blogger to his or her epithet. It is my hope to be able to help myself and others when trying to learn the epithets by the end of the semester with these name changes. There are a few that I did not find epithets for. These people are Brian Larscheid, Claire Collier, Lynn Doyle, and Alex Emory. Does anybody know if they are even in the class, and, if so, what their epithets are? There was only one other problem I ran into. I could not find a blog for Red Damsel Daniel. Does anybody have her blog? She's obviously still in class, as Chris the Scribe has her picture with her epithet on it.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Christine of the Laughing Rats

On Friday we had a rare treat, as Christine of the Laughing Rats actually brought her rats to school with her! She brought them out for a short period towards the end of class, sending some students into mild shock, but entrancing the rest of the class with these charming animals. As I was fortunate enough to have been carrying my camera with me on that particular day, I managed to snap some photos of the laughing rats to share with all of you!

(Edit: Sorry for the misspelling of your name Christine.)

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Changing names?

Does anybody know how to change the names in the blog list? I clicked on the icon of the crossed screwdriver and wrench and it brought up my list of blogs with options to rename or delete them, but when I click on the rename option it goes nowhere, nothing happens.

I wanted to rename everyone's blog with their epithets, except there are some of people that have the same first name, so I don't know if I can do that either; I don't know how to differentiate between them.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

My Memeory Theater

To memorize my 50 items (spices) I used a combination of my kitchen and my imagination. I decided that the most logical place to have spices was in the kitchen, but after a while I ran out of places to put all of them, so then I started to imagine objects in and around the kitchen, too.

So my list of 50 is:
  1. Rosemary
  2. Ginger
  3. Caraway Seed
  4. Licorice
  5. Cloves
  6. Mace
  7. Lemon Peel
  8. Orange Zest
  9. Allspice (yes, it is a true spice not a combination of some)
  10. Chervil
  11. Cilantro
  12. Parsley
  13. Bay Leaves
  14. Shallots
  15. Fennel Seed
  16. Cinnamon
  17. Nutmeg
  18. Mint
  19. Saffron
  20. Turmeric
  21. Tarragon
  22. Red Pepper
  23. Cayenne
  24. Thyme
  25. Arrow Root
  26. Savory
  27. Paprika
  28. Marjoram
  29. Wasabi
  30. Dill
  31. Vanilla
  32. Mustard
  33. Cream of Tartar
  34. Basil
  35. Garlic
  36. Sage
  37. Anise Seed
  38. Juniper Berries
  39. Celery Seed
  40. Sesame Seed
  41. Coriander
  42. Salt (yes, I know it's not truly a spice but rather a mineral, but we all use it to enhance flavor)
  43. Pepper
  44. Oregano
  45. Horse Radish
  46. Chives
  47. Onion
  48. Cumin
  49. Cardamon
  50. Fenugreek
I started by thinking about what the spices are used for. After I ran out of places to put them according to their use, after all there is only so much space on the stove or in the counter top oven, I started looking at places were I keep the spices. Then I went on to placing the spices by how they sounded. So it went something like this... (Spices in italics)

Rosemary with ginger hair is standing in the coriander (corridor) between the wall and the counter. She is leaving for a trip so next to her is caraway seeds because she needs to carry with her licorice to eat and mace and cloves (clubs) to keep her safe. Further along the counter, I have a fruit basket and it has lemon peel and orange zest in it. Next to that is my spice rack so it is allspice. Above the spice rack is a cupboard upon which I have placed a set of three decorations. These became chervil, cilantro, and parsley because these spices are most commonly used for garnishes. Going along the wall, I have a bay leaves (bay) window over the sink, in which I imagine a fish ready to be garnished with shallots. In the drying rack next to the sink is a fennel seed (funnel). In the corner of the kitchen I still have some Christmas decorations left out, and when I think of Christmas I think of cinnamon, nutmeg, and mint. Beyond the corner is the stove where I cook rice with saffron and turmeric, and I also have a skillet out to make mushroom omelets with tarragon. The burners on the stove are hot so they became and red pepper and cayenne. Over the stove is a microwave that shows the thyme (time) with arrowroot (arrow) buttons. Next to those is the rotisserie oven in which I cook savory chicken with paprika (the first spice I ever used on chicken). In my pantry I have wasabi which is marjoram (majorly) spicy and dill pickles. Beyond the pantry is the refrigerator which has vanilla ice cream in the freezer and mustard in the cooler. Then I moved on to the floor. I thought about the spilled cream of tartar in front of the fridge. Beyond that was Basil the mouse (from "The Great Mouse Detective") ready to lick up the cream. I looked at the tiles on the floor and thought of a garden that I might plant with anise seed and celery seed with hedgerows of juniper berries and sage. At this point I ran out of places in the kitchen, so I moved it on out to the dinning room, following Seseme (seed) Street. On the table, of course, is salt and pepper. Then the square placemat reminded me of oregano (Oregon). I had a hard time with horseradish until I placed a horse in my dinning room as well. Then I realized that spices are no good without a cook, so I added some things to my own person. On my head I had a shock of chives sprouting from my crown. I was crying from cutting up dried onion. I was cold so I was wearing a cardamom (cardigan). And in my and I held a funnel with a Greek letter on it (fennugreek). Then somebody called my name so I hollared, "Cumin (Coming)!"

Sunday, March 29, 2009

What good are books?

Yes, so I was caught reading in class on Friday. And not one of the three books for class. Oops! So, what was I doing? I was looking for the origin of the now popular designer breed dogs. How does one trace the oral language. By definition, orality is impossible to trace by the very ephemerality of its nature. So how do we find out how long the word has been in use? We use literature, of course.

In this case, an argument had erupted between a friend and me about how long people have been breeding two distinct breeds of dogs to create a cross breed. (On purpose, obviously, accidental crosses have been around forever.) Many people are familiar with the Labradoodle, almost the President's dog of choice, and long been purported to be allergen and shedding free. But the question was, when did these mixes start becoming popular? So I turned to books to help me find the answer. I still have not come across conclusive evidence as to the year the designer breed fad started, but I did find reference in The Girls of Huntington House (the book I was reading in class) to a Cockapoo, which is a crossing of a Cocker Spaniel and a Poodle (usually miniture or toy). The book was first published in 1972. This means that the word Cockapoo had to have been in common usage from at least sometime in the 1960's.

So you see, I do not need help, as Dr. Sexson claimed; rather, I was doing research into the origins of a word, which surely started by the oral tradition of labaling things, but can only be traced now by literature.

The combination of two words to create a new word is called portmanteau. For example, brunch is a combination of breakfast and lunch, a spork is one of those annoying plastic impliments you find at picnics that resemble a spoon with tines. When did portmanteau come to mean this? Why, it was first used by Lewis Caroll in his book Through the Looking-Glass, of course!