Creative outburst
Morse code, once the backbone of long-distance real-time communication, has been relegated to something between leper status and old time-y curio for some time. I’ll hazard a guess of 75 years since Morse code has been by telecom technicians with any frequency, though I’ve done no research into the topic whatsoever. It appears that the FCC is a fast acting agency, and has removed the requirement that an applicant must know Morse code in order to receive a radio operator’s license.
Paul Saffo has concluded that this long due death knell for Morse code will cause interest in the code to spring anew, like the mythical Phoenix of yore, or old time-iness if you prefer. Naturally, this lead to thoughts of Latin and its unique place in my life as the sole language I studied in high school. I am currently 26 years old. Judge as you may about the quality and duration of my education.
Now, to finally plunge to the core (or perhaps “heart” would be the better term), I offer you this pearl:
- seminal
Main Entry: sem·i·nal
Pronunciation: ’se-m&-n&l
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English, from Latin seminalis, from semin-, semen seed — more at SEMEN
1 : of, relating to, or consisting of seed or semen
2 : containing or contributing the seeds of later development : CREATIVE, ORIGINAL seminal book>
And now my several double-entendres come to light!
I’m unsure of the cause, but today has been extraordinarily fruitful for creation; two static images put forth, an insufferably boring list writ, photos scanned and flickd and this very post also duly made. I’ll give it no second thoughts or worries, and add it to my pile of electronic refuse.
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