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English For Beginners

24 July 2003
James is NOT obsessed with words.

(1) Phonetically spelt phonetically is fonnetickly.

(2) If phonetically was spelt phonetically then it would be pronounced pahonnetickallee.

(3) Noun is a noun. Verb is a noun too.

(4) If verb was a verb, then it would be an excellent way of describing the action of transforming a noun into a verb which seems to be particularly commonplace in certain lines of work e.g. "productionise", "physicalise", "commoditise".

(5) If, indeed, we agree with (4) above, then the best name for this process is verbing. And so we have verbed verb, i.e. verb is now a verbed noun.

(6) Continuing from (5), noun is a noun, we can now verb, but nothing is yet adjective. The proposition here is, of course, to use "adjective" as an adjective, or rather, of course, to say that it is adjective. "Nice" is everyone's favourite word of its kind, and I think everyone agrees that it is particularly adjective. It even sounds the part- a bit like compulsive, but more like obsessive.

(7) To avoid confusion, it is worth noting that there is no such accompanying noun as "adject", even though it sounds like there should be. There is a word "abject" (as in abject poverty), but this "abject" is adjective, and not related. Incidentally, the noun for the adjective abject is abjection, which is rarely used. There is also an unrelated word "adjection", which is a noun, but means "the act of adding".

(8) To summarise so far: Noun was a noun and remains one. Verb was a noun but we verbed it. Adjective was a noun too, but it has now become supremely adjective.

(9) Among all this, there is one remaining island of incongruity. "Adverb" presents a problem, but is solved by being described adverbally. "Quickly", for example, is best described adverbally. And in doing so, we have adverbally verbed a formerly adjective noun.

(10) The word for word is word.

 

 
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