Nobodies magickal mystary tour

English.

 

You're telling me!

One of my friends from a while back had the last name Feely, but it's only because Fithcheallaigh is pretty hard to spell...they changed it over on Ellis Island back in the 20's.

I'd keep that last name over "Feely."
Sounds like his family's famous for touching too much during sentimental moments.

The one noone likes. Even my British uncle thinks his language is too up its own ass, though he does like saying "aluminium."

 

I prefer british English. And as DE has pointed out, that is what they are teaching Swedish kids.

I think that American English is a bit... rough, you could say.

 

Of course it is. What other manner of speaking would you expect from a nation that threw a tea party in protest to taxation without representation? Yeah, we're that bad ass.
Not to mention that the first man to die on our side of the war was black.
We pay homage to this man, Crispus Attucks, by remembering that he was really good at buying and selling cattle.
So, as you find yourself content to speak the Queen's English, remember that America had the balls to say no to British Rule, and the way they talk, because "ass" doesn't have an R or an E in it!

 

NASCAR ftw

 

Yea, I'd also like to note that I'm on the opposite side of the country from these guys. Personally? Nascar blows. It's probably the worst thing I've ever witnessed. The only thing good to ever be produced by it was the Disney Movie Cars.

Also, you should come out west before you judge American speech as rough. We talk completely differently than those east-coast buffoons (did I mention I hate most of the east coast?). I suppose hearing this from me isn't very fitting, however, because just about everyone that hears me talk and doesn't know me thinks I'm from the UK, or some other country, and that English is my second language. I tend to over enuciate things, and so my speech has an accent that nobody can quite place. It's nice, no matter where I go, everyone thinks I'm a foreigner. ^__^

 

Occasionally.

 

How is it, living in the west-coast of America?

 

Well, I have had very little experience with the different american speaking, I have only once been in the States, and then I was visiting Disney World, six years ago.

 

I have only been in New York, so I don't know how the rest of America is. How was Disney World?

 

Going to Disney World is not exactly experiencing the states...it's more like experiencing the fevered dream of an anti-semite.
That, and people down in Florida have a peculiar manner of speaking. Families and individuals from all over the east coast and sometimes further out west will move to Florida, so all of the particular accents and local mannerisms will blend into one big pile of, "what the fuck."
There's also a big Cuban population down there, so the spanglish situation is, for me at least, a bit of a hit to my ego, because I can't understand people living in my home country.

The US is so big that we're bound to have several different dialects in different areas. And, a lot of different languages filter into this country because we have a reputation as a melting pot. All of the different accents are mostly a matter of geography. Also, we have a pretty decent population, so I'm sure that helps with lingual diversity.

And really, a lot of countries have a few slightly different accents depending on where they're located. Look at China! Their "accents" are so diverse they have to be learned as separate languages.
Now, none of these examples are a direct allegory to what happened to the US, since we started out speaking english in the same way as the British, but it's completely normal for some change to occur over time. English itself has changed a lot over the past few centuries, so it was bound to splinter off with the US being its own country for the past 227 years.

But seriously, how is this any different from how the Romance and Germanic languages diverged into their current forms (well, it's probably just the time at which it happened)?

Now, I know it's a big joke for you guys with the language, but there are really people who feel this way about how the Americans speak. The problem is how ignorant those people are of cultural change.

 

It's also a matter of slang. For example, in Britain a popular reference to testicles is bollocks. Whereas in America, it's balls. Now in America, we use balls in a duragatory sense: Sucka mah balls, biatch! But in Britain bollocks is used affirmatively: Wow that suit you have on is nice. It's the dog's bollocks!

Another example:

Also, alot of the discrepencies between American english and England english stemmed from the colonies' desire to separate from the King's rule. So some guy wrote a book back in the day, some kind of "new english" dictionary that contained different spellings and pronounciations that distinguishes American english from the King's english. Hence we have words like colour (King's english) and color (American english). We have pronounciations like herb where the "h" is sounded out (King's english) and herb where the "h" is silent (American english). It was just one of dozens of ways the colonists and a newborn America used to feel different from their cross-pond counterparts when declaring their independence.

 

I'm in Rome, I got shit load of pics to upload ,my knees and legs are fuckinh killing me. I've eaten some much pasta an& pizza i"ll be shitting it for weeks & iTalian beers not to bad though. i "ll give a proper update soon .

 

You ever heard of Meriam and Webster? Those're the two names that're best known for altering AmE. Webster published a dictionary based upon the English language that seperated our English from British English. After Webster died, G & C Meriam bought the rights to the Webster Dictionary, and published it, and as time passed, the Dictionary became more "Meriam" than Webster.

p.s: this is a summarization of a semi-lengthy Wikipedia article.

We did a lot of anti-Britan things like that back then.

 

I was right about the pizza & pasta... For the last couple of days I've been shiting cannonballs & crying like a little girl. On less of a poo related point, I'm back in London (again) & I'm off to Belgium next week so expect more incoherent drunken ramblings after I've "sampled" one or thirty Belgium beers.
I promised pic's so I guess I better deliver. UnfortunatlyI took just over 2300 photo's during my week in Roma so it's going to take me a while to work my way through them all. Warning some of these are pretty fucking big & I don't have Photoshop on my lappy so for the 56ker's &/or aussie's with "broadband" I'll post links & not the actual image.
Here's a footograph of me at the colleseum.
Here's another footograph of me on my way to the top of St Peter's Basilica.
This is what I'm currently using as my wallpaper.
And now we get to something everyone of you will love... it's me.
Right photobucket is being a right cunt still & won't let me do anything so this gonna do you till I could be bothered to put up with photobucket again.