It’s known far and wide that the Royal Mum
is a huge reader, a word nerd, and a grammar geek. I think I’ve covered all the bases. One of her word nerd pleasures is receiving
emails from Wordsmith.org--A Word a Day—and I get to learn at her feet, so to speak.
One week’s theme
was words derived from animals, so I was expecting some fun. Here’s how Anu Garg, who manages this
informative website, introduced the week:
Earthworms, dogs, monkeys, and humans. We are all cousins in
the great journey of evolution … Our
language shows our close relationship with our evolutionary mates, the
non-human animals, in a vocabulary that’s filled with words derived from
animals. Some of these words are obvious, others not. A constable is, literally
speaking, a count of the stable …This week we’ll see five terms that have
animals peeking from them. We’ll meet dog, fly, calf, pig, and bird.
Imagine how
excited I was when Mum read the first word—black dog. Guess that’s more than one word, but no matter. I couldn’t wait to hear what wonderful
meaning those two words had taken on. Mais
non, I did not find the meaning to
be wonderful. Black dog means—wait for
it—depression. Depression? Whoever determined that was the meaning?
Originally,
black dog meant exactly what it says, a black dog. Why couldn’t the word nerd powers that be
leave well enough alone? Next, the
phrase was used to refer to a counterfeit coin, but it was Samuel Johnson in
the 1700s who used it to mean depression. Did this guy ask any dogs what they
thought? I don’t think so. Here’s what
he had to say: “When I rise my breakfast is solitary, the black dog waits to
share it, from breakfast to dinner he continues barking.”
Mum tells me
he wrote “A Dictionary of the English Language,” which I guess makes him some kind
of authority. Worse yet, Winston Churchill, whom Mum and Dad both revere, also
used black dog to describe his depression.
I wonder whether this characterization has anything to do with black
dogs being less likely to be adopted? Do
people think we’re less lovable? Horrors.
In this age
where we hear so much about diversity and inclusion among humans, who’s looking
out for us dogs? Isn’t this a heinous affront to black dogs everywhere? I
believe all black dogs should rise up in protest of this slander.
I can see it
now, a march on the American Kennel Club or, better yet, the Fédération
Cynologique Internationale (World Canine Organization for those of you who
don’t speak French like moi). This
organization is the largest international federation of kennel clubs. I have a
vision of leading a congregation of New Foundlands, Giant Schnauzers, Bouviers des
Flandres, Flat-Coated Retrievers and more to the Federation’s
headquarters in Belgium. With the largest breeds out front, we should get
plenty of attention and soon garner the respect we are due.
To ensure all
interested dogs get to participate, we welcome any black or mostly black dogs to
join our protest group. I may be a Royal Dog, but I am not a purebred, so I’m
all about inclusion. Are you with me?
Please have your pet parent contact the Royal Mum to sign up. To
paraphrase Arlo Guthrie, with enough of us involved, “… friends, they may think it's a movement.”
Good news for dog lovers! Lord Banjo’s columns will be included in his
new book coming out in 2019. He welcomes
fan mail at inkpenn119@gmail.com.
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