memes

English governance over the past half-millennium is legendarily horrific, but I genuinely love the English language itself. A vibrant living language whose most revered poet, the Bard himself, is universally praised for his skill in inventing new words for new concepts. A language that has no top-down bureaucracy prescribing what words to use and when, but instead has its closest equivalent in the OED - an organization which celebrates neologisms and only acts to catalogue the words already in common use. A language that cheerfully borrows vocabulary from every other language on the planet regardless of race, culture, or creed. There is nothing pure about the English language - it is a mutt, a mongrel, a mishmash of a language - but that flexibility in wordplay enables great art.