Cavemen did not say “ugh.” Neither did cavewomen. Physical evidence of early hominids points to the position of jaw and musculature and shows that cavefolk were incapable of creating a noise so far back in the throat. This is the same kind of engineering that encourages babies to make their first sounds in the front of their mouths, the da-da-da. Sting never evolved much beyond this point. In any case, baby’s first word is da-da, and shortly after that, culture comes into play, the culture of women. The endearing mother, hoping to endear a man to support her and her baby, she tells a man that he is the father and, most importantly, that the baby is calling his name. What man hasn’t fallen for this yet? The trick is as old as Eve! Oh well, you get the point: hardwired human linguistic capabilities.
I like to read two stories at the same time from a single book. I love innuendo and the mileage you can get from of a single phrase with more than one meaning. However, linguist, Noam Chomsky, views language strictly from the hardwired perspective, and does not see language as organically linked to culture. I say he must not laugh at very many jokes. Poor Numb Chumpsky. Double entendre would not exist without a link between language and culture. The link underlines the double lives that people lead, the one they recognize and the other one that perhaps is only seen in de ja vu. Count how many French terms I use in this paragraph and consider Franco influence on duality theory.
Consider Franco influence on American movies.
MEET THE FOCKERS and THE BIRDCAGE are really one in the same movie. Here is an inverse case, where two expressions run through identical territory. They’re both about families coming together over a wedding, each movie with one side of the family being more openly sexual than the other. Double entendre is alive and well in both films, as is double misunderstanding, which drives humor in duplicate.
Note on the title of this post: Never mind. It’s too dirty to explain in English.
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14 years ago
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I'm almost sure that you would be unable to communicate were it not for double entendre. Puntastic thread! (I got the title...hee hee);-)
In the September 2007 edition of ARCHITECTURAL DIGEST, S. Marc Thee and Eric Baptista have created the epitomal La Cage aux Folles. Balinese griffins, bird wall panels, hornbills—it’s all there in their Miami home. Hello, does anyone else crack a smile at this? Nervous laughter is a sign of misplaced humor. I mean it wouldn’t be considered “nervous” laughter if everyone else were laughing too.
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