“You’re not allowed to call them dinosaurs any more,” said Yo-less. “It’s speciesist. You have to call them pre-petroleum persons.”

The sun was shining when I woke up. Since then the clouds have taken over and the day is dark. I turned off the AC to get some air, but the house has gotten hot quickly. Even poor Henry is panting. The forecast is maybe rain today and tomorrow. Tonight we hope to do movie night so I want the rain to hold off until tomorrow, but I do want rain.

Around 2:30 Henry started barking. He kept it up for a while so he did hear something. I turned on my bedroom light and started to get up to investigate, but he stopped so I went back to sleep. I figure his fierce barking is a wonderful deterrent to anyone contemplating thievery.

The tempo of life and marching to a different drummer make living sound musical. Kicked the bucket and bought the farm give death an agricultural bent. In between the living and the dying are euphemisms gone crazy. My friend occasionally drops sugar honey ice tea into the conversation. These are not drink choices, and the first letter of each word will give you a better idea of her mood. My thought here is if you’re agitated enough, drop the drink options. A spot of profanity is good for the soul. I noticed that people don’t go to the bathroom any more. This is not a medical crisis. It’s just that they now go to the powder room, the restroom or the head even though women no longer use powder, nobody rests in a restroom, and unless you’re in the military, there is no head, so to speak. I won’t even describe my reactions to the use of little girls’ or boys’ room. Why does the use of the bathroom need a euphemism or two or more? We all have to go so we should just tell it like it is: I’m going to the bathroom. Nope, not difficult at all.

Now we all need to keep in mind the following just in case. You don’t throw up when on a plane: you have motion discomfort. I am not going to the dump today but rather to the sanitary landfill; however, the last word I would ever use in reference to trash is sanitary. Janitors, trashmen and bartenders no longer exist. They have been reborn as custodians, sanitary engineers and mixologists.

I end with the best one of all. In Dr. Seuss’ Halloween TV special is Grinch Night when young Euchariah Who finds himself in need of “the euphamism” and must venture out of doors. What does the poor boy need? He needs the Whoville outhouse, the necessary, the privy, the little house! How wonderful!

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8 Comments on ““You’re not allowed to call them dinosaurs any more,” said Yo-less. “It’s speciesist. You have to call them pre-petroleum persons.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    We finally got thunder and rain but not much of either, 3/25th’s of an inch and we would really need much more. The cooler and somewhat rainier weather they predicted for next week and we all looked forward to is now gone, it will be more cloudy but just as hot. I never thought I would say this but I’m sooo tired of this now 🙂 🙂 I think it wouldn’t have felt this bad if they hadn’t predicted cooler weather at all so we hadn’t build up our hopes 🙂

    We don’t say bathroom, we say toilet and we’re quite frank about what we’ll be doing in there as well 🙂 We have always laughed at Your way to change the name of the toilet 🙂 🙂 I must admit though that we had the habit, for a while, to use other words that had nothing to do with a visit to the toilet to see if anyone understood what we meant 🙂

    It is still a bit cooler since the thunder but now the humidity is so high that it feels much the same anyway 🙂 🙂 I hope the rain waits until after the movie night!

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

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    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      It rained when I was out doing my errands. It stopped but started again later. We have to postpone movie night so we’ll try tomorrow night. The humidity is just awful. Even with the AC on I sweated putting away some groceries I bought.

      In Ghana the students would tell me they had to urinate. I just say I have to go to the bathroom. I don’t get all the other stuff people say.

      I lowered the AC temperature so I could cool down.. This is just awful.

      Have a good day. I hope it cools down for you!

  2. Bob Says:

    One surprise I had when I was in the UK is that they call the toilet a toilet. In Italy it was called the the WC, (Water Closet). In this country we seem to hide the idea that if you eat food you will poop and if your heart beats you will pee. Even those are euphuisms for feces and urine. Some toilets also have bath tubs and showers which apply to most bathrooms in homes as well was locker rooms. Other names for the toilet are, the porcelain throne, or just the throne, or the can, or the commode. Regardless it’s one of man’s greatest inventions.

    I find it interesting that we need separate men and woman’s toilets in public places. They all have stalls with doors. Obviously members of both sexes could use toilets and give up the urinals. This would solve the trans bathroom issue. A couple of restaurants I visited in France just had one WC. No one seemed too concerned. We have three toilets at home and we don’t separate them by sex. I couldn’t figure out how to decide which ones of the three would be for the male family members and which for the female members. 🙂

    Today was sunny and moderately hot, with a high of 100F degrees. Another chance of rain on Monday.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I have also heard the loo used for bathrooms in England. I don’t know what it is called in the Ghana as no one says they are going. They just go. My students did say they had to urinate when asking to leave the classroom. Many there still do not have indoor plumbing. I got quite competent going over a hole. Even on my first trip back I had to rely on my talent from so long ago. People take bucket baths when there is no running water in their compounds.

      I too have been places with only a single toilet. Men never seem to have a line while the women’s room generally has a huge line. Americans seem to be the most particular when it comes to public toilets.

      Humid today again.

      • Bob Says:

        I think ‘loo’ is a colloquial term like ‘can’ is here. You would not see the words ‘Men’s Loo’ at the BA terminal at Heathrow Airport. We Americans are basically a prudish nation which is a left over from our Puritan roots. The line issue is more about speed of removing clothing than anything else. Men just have to unzip stand up and pee. Many new arenas, stadiums and theaters are now required to have more ladies rooms or more stalls than men’s rooms.

      • katry Says:

        Also, many women’s rooms have only 4 or 5 toilets behind doors. At the theater I go every Friday, there are only 3 toilets. The line is always long. That’s good that new stadiums have far more spots for women. I did use a men’s room once. I really had to go, anti was empty. I couldn’t wait in line. After I did that many women followed my example.

        I agree about the Puritan soul. I know it well, especially here in New England.

  3. Rowen Says:

    I’ve often thought “lavatory” an interesting word. True, we do wash up there (I hope), but that’s sort of a secondary purpose.

    • katry Says:

      Rowen,
      I don’t know how I forgot that one. We called it the lavatory in elementary school. Later we just shortened it to the lab.


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