I have been meaning to write about academic jargon for a considerable stint of time. A form of expression that is used by a distinct few and scarcely understood by fewer. When despair is defeatism and happiness is exultation and the the dictionary is your source of meaning, you know you are chocking on words that cannot transcend your diaphragmatic sense of being. A parlance where the painted words smudge the intended emotion as 'besotted' becomes a replacement for 'love' and 'alleviate' a rescue for 'help'. This locution locates itself in the centre of civilization becoming unavailingly accessible to the privileged. An addictive indulgence of words is a cerebral high as language is an accolade and praises are composed in its veins.The laurels of language adorn individuals as an evidence of consummation with wisdom. It is an epidemic of elocution and breeds in the compendiums of books. A barbican of words are a camouflage when you cannot read in between lines. I have tried to ambricate my bestrewn thoughts with an attempt to encapsulate the albatross of my plight . The credence of my failure to disseminate this idea goes to the incomprehensible argot of academics that I have simply failed to domesticate.
Forthwith I posit the proposition that perchance these erudite exhortations are intended as an irony. But we live in such times where loquaciousness is meager, and language is bastardized into troglodytic triviality. I for one am much inclined to applaud a composition that shows itself as exoteric.
ReplyDeleteVivek... Please write my thesis for me ... You have all thee skills of language to make communication a complexity beyond comprehension!
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