Post by RH DraneyPost by Hen HannaPost by RH DraneyA couple of years ago when I made some crack in this group about
"keeping someone at bay" and "resting on your laurels", it had to be
explained...
pls explain.
The same plant is known as both "bay" and "laurel", the former when the
leaves are used to season food and the latter when they're used for
decoration....
Post by Hen HannaPost by RH Draneythat was when I came up with the concept of a pun too
perfect to be recognized as such, a concept that appeared again when I
chimed in recently on a discussion about barter vs coined money being
"completely different species"....r
pls explain. (even tho I have a hunch)
The word "specie" refers to money coined as representative of value and
used in trade, with no significance to any intrinsic value of the money
itself....r
thank you!
[ the concept of a pun too
perfect to be recognized as such, ]
I'd like to come up with a name for this.
stealthypun, (stealthy) Magpun, ninjapun,
autopun,
spontaneous, spun, punsive, ......
how about........ a deadpun ?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deadpan
The pun is so good that it's a dud (or dead).
dudpun, Dodpun
https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/dead_center
Here's my imagery: a shooter hits the dead center
2 times (or more) so that his excellence is invisible.
------ I think there are shooting anecdotes about this
(= ppl mistakenly thought that the shooter missed the
target altogether.)
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One way (for an author) to note a "deadpun" is
to say: (pun intended) or
(no pun intended) -- a lie ?
Another way is what VN (Nabokov) did:
insert a note like: Well-read Humbert!
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.......... I wish I might digress and tell you more of the pavor
nocturnus that would rack me at night hideously after a chance term had struck me in the random readings of my boyhood, such as peine forte et dure (what a Genius of Pain must have invented that!) or the dreadful, mysterious, insidious words “trauma,” “traumatic event,” and “transom.” But my tale is sufficiently incondite already.
After a while I destroyed the letter and went to my room, and ruminated, and rumpled my hair, and modeled my purple robe, and moaned through clenched teeth and suddenly — Suddenly, gentlemen of the jury, I felt a Dostoevskian grin dawning (through the very grimace that twisted my lips) like a distant and terrible sun. I imagined (under conditions of new and perfect visibility) all the casual caresses her mother’s husband would be able to lavish on his Lolita. I would hold her against me three times a day, every day. All my troubles would be expelled, I would be a healthy man. “To hold thee lightly on a gentle knee and print on thy soft cheek a parent’s kiss…” Well-read Humbert!
Then, with all possible caution,on mental tiptoe so to speak, I conjured up Charlotte as a possible mate. By God, I could make myself bring her that economically halved grapefruit, that sugarless breakfast.
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exact center of a target ##Finnish: napakymppi
Jp do-man-naka