Why don't we talk and write like we used to ?

[Ravello]

O its all gud. nuffin rong wit da nu skool spk eh? Itz teh bom, n u cn still unnerstanz it alrite.

k thx bai

That's a whole heap easier to understand than Chaucer.

[Mich the Tester]

That's a whole heap easier to understand than Chaucer.

Speak for yourself.

[Ravello]

Speak for yourself.

You mean "spk4urself".

As a point of interest though, the vast majority of "text speak" is pretty easy to understand and works in much the same way as shorthand used to (i.e. omission of the vowels unless they start the word).

In addition to that, I recall reading an article recently regarding a debate about the evolution of the usage of English and, more specifically the spelling of words. The essence of the article was evolving towards the phonetic spelling of words in place of their "more confusing" current equivalent. Similar as to the gradual progression from Ye Olde Englishe..

[Mich the Tester]

You mean "spk4urself".

As a point of interest though, the vast majority of "text speak" is pretty easy to understand and works in much the same way as shorthand used to (i.e. omission of the vowels unless they start the word).

In addition to that, I recall reading an article recently regarding a debate about the evolution of the usage of English and, more specifically the spelling of words. The essence of the article was evolving towards the phonetic spelling of words in place of their "more confusing" current equivalent. Similar as to the gradual progression from Ye Olde Englishe..

Is spellinge in a phonticke fashion perchance more evidence that the plebs are indeede as thicke as shytte?

[AlfredJPruffock]

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"


He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.


And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!


One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.


"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.



`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.