The mind-boggling stupidity documented in this, and the near-illiteracy of the messages left by the daughter's friends in this, make me weep for the future of our civilisation.
What the hell is wrong with us?
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Before SMS we had d00d speak, my mocking term for l33t speak. Before that there was redacted netmail and ascii p0rn and before that redacted teletype messages and baudot encoded porn.
I always thought one of the funniest parts of d00dspeak was how much effort some of'em were obviously putting into it. Some if it was fairly inventive, true, but anything that takes two or three times as long as just using plain English is sort of inherently self-parodying.
In defense of SMS-speak, one of the issues they're working around is a 160-character limit. Also, texting using a telephone keypad is a pain. Heck, it's even a pain with the QWERTY keyboards on smartphones. I think I'd play loose with orthography in that situation too.
I think it's because you can do it reasonably discreetly without disturbing others or tipping nearby adults as to what's going on. Nearby adults, in particular, don't end up hearing half of the phone conversation, so it's also more private. It's also less synchronous than a phone conversation, so it demands less of either party's attention, and if you text someone, they don't have to answer you immediately.
And I say this as someone who grew up in a house where there was one landline telephone, and it hung on the wall in the kitchen, so whichever parent(s) were home got to hear my half of the phone conversation.
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And I say this as someone who grew up in a house where there was one landline telephone, and it hung on the wall in the kitchen, so whichever parent(s) were home got to hear my half of the phone conversation.
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