LOL, wut?

I love Broken English. I don’t mean that in an ironic, let’s laugh at the funny foreigners way (though I’d be lying if I said I never got some mileage out of that); I genuinely think it’s great. From the brutally efficient poetry of the non-native speaker to the accidentally sublime transcendence of the spambot it’s something to be celebrated and exalted. It creates meaning out of pure desire, and often meaning from absolute nothingness, and as such is one of the purest expressions of consciousness and the human experience.

Maybe. It does at least make pretty phrases. Thus Shield This Increase, wherein I make good on the promise I made to myself in my other blog (this is how she fight start, since you ask).

This is the unasked for spin-off show to allow me a bit of space to think out loud about a course I’m taking in Applied Linguistics. Hopefully it’ll be more of a Fraiser than a Joey, but we’ll see. It’ll just be an exercise in getting my thoughts into some sort of tangible form, but don’t expect me to be holding to any sort of academic conventions regarding language or format. It’s tough enough at the best of times so I’ll be saving that for the assessments. Thinking Out Loud, remember. And probably a bit of swearing to boot.