Stupidity: The Buck Stops with Everybody

Albert Einstein infamously quipped, “Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the universe.”

Infamous, in part, because no one is sure Einstein said it, so the attribution’s veracity is in question. Was it some nameless, famous philosopher-astronomer? Perhaps renowned Gestalt therapist Frederick Perls? Answer. Who cares!?

What matters is that some very smart people arrived at the conclusion that stupidity knows no bounds. And, scary though it seems, certain social circles celebrate stupidity in these times of Covid. 

For context, I think it is important to reveal that I am a registered Republican, not some big-government, anti-military, tax-and-spend apparatchik. Sadly, in my own party, I am a unicorn who failed the party Purity Test: a social liberal and fiscal conservative. A middling soul stuck in political limbo.

I persist in the belief that the character (eg. integrity, empathy, open mindedness, communication skills, et al) of a leader matters as much as, if not more than, their accomplishments alone. Our greatest leaders achieve the right results, the right way. And we should never expect less from them.

Let us begin with our Covidiot in Chief in the White House: your messiah, Cheeto Christ.  You know the guy, right?  The “very stable genius,” the guy who is “like, really smart.” That one.

Recent studies compared presidents back to Herbert Hoover and concluded that, once off-script, Cheeto has the lowest vocabulary of any modern President. By far. Two different studies land Him at an either 4th or 5th grade vocabulary level.

Read any transcript from His tweets, press conferences, or campaign rallies where He tries to vamp. Lies, inanities, inaccuracies. Please keep in mind: this is the President of the United Fucking States of America speaking. How many can I quote?

  • “Two Corinthians” versus Second Corinthians – but He and Jesus (and Yeezy) are bros. Thankfully His deep Christian faith and principles have shaped His conduct so admirably throughout His storied life of infidelity, porn stars, and “doing anything” to women including “grabbing them by the pussy.”
  • “The buck stops with everybody” versus “here” – His Harry Truman misquote shows His true views on integrity, leadership, and accountability. An unfeigned upholding of the Founders’ social contract.
  • “They say the noise (from windmills) causes ear cancer.” Cannot make it up. With such a conscientious and data-driven outlook for the world, sign me up for a second term. Hell, make it a lifetime appointment.
  • “Who’s doing the raping? Somebody’s doing the raping?” Uh, Mr. President, thou hast proclaimed the Mexicans are doing the raping. Please pay attention to thyself.
  • Was it “the blacks” or “Pocahontas” or “kung flu” that clued us into His race baiting? Or was it the “very fine people” among the white supremacists in Charlottesville? Cannot imagine how anyone would think He is racist. Baffling.

Even though “the buck stops with everybody,” we all know that leaders and their words can affect how their lesser, inferior followers behave. Voicing cruel, ignorant, racist, unaccountable, and wrong utterances shapes an environment that enables the Covidiots to emerge from lurking in the shadows. It normalizes repulsive behavior and dumbs down the dialogue.

Cheeto is not the first. Just the worst. Lying is certainly not new to politics, but He hath perfected it into a complex symphony with over 18,000 documented lies since taking office. This recent Forbes article explains a lot.

His presidency merely presents a short-term challenge, exacerbated by Covid-19, that will reconcile itself at the ballot box in November. For now, why stress out over lofty aspirations like intelligence, honesty, elocution, or articulation?

All things heal in time. And it will take time to return to informed civil discourse and unifying language at some future date post-Cheeto, post post-truth. Unless Covid spreads from an infected White House staffer or campaign adviser or dirty Big Mac®… nah! Wishful thinking.

Wasn’t it Cheeto who said, “Hope is not a strategy?” Hehe.

For now, my wish is that we approach communications with linguistic incrementalism. Let us aspire to pronounce a handful of words correctly. Screw the truth and political correctness and the soul of America and other such heady bullshit for now. Baby steps.

Clearly, if you cannot properly pronounce a word, you discount your intelligence further than necessary. Why discount your credibility with words? Your actions will more than explain your rampant idiocy. At least sound smart, pretty boy.

Can we please huddle up as a team of native English speakers and agree that we can minimally commit to the pronunciation of the following ten words?  A small ask, really. Ten fucking words, said identically, to make us all sound at least slightly less dimwitted than the most powerful Cheeto on the planet.

10 Mispronounced Words

Supposably

The intended word is supposedly. Another reason to hate adverbs more egregiously.  I think adding the -ly throws stupid people. Remove the suffix, and what remains is the core word of supposab or supposed. Hm. I wonder which one is an actual word? A clue. Unless there is some suppository to enhance core strength that I have never heard of, let’s use some common damn sense, shall we?

Irregardless

The intended word is regardless, but ironically, irregardless is still a non-standard word. The problem is the prefix ir- and suffix -less mean the same thing, and therefore negate each other, leaving regard as the remaining word. Technically, irregardless is the opposite of regardless and means something akin to “concerning” versus the intended “not concerning.” Sentences help to clarify the proper use of irregardless for those of us above a 4th grade education. Irregardless of her chronic flatulation problem, Dingo humiliated her family with her noise and stink. 

Nucular

The intended word is nuclear. I think the first time I ever truly noticed another human being saying “new-kyew-ler” versus the correct “new-klee-er” was former President George W. Bush. It gobsmacked me at how stupid it made him sound. It was simply an exclamation point for a man who struggled with hard multisyllabic words like “strategery” and “misunderestimated” anyway. Consider: If your 2nd grade teacher’s directions were unclear, would little Dipdip raise his hand and proclaim, “Teacher, I am “un-kyew-ler” about what to do.”  Dumbass needs to go back to 1st grade or smartass needs to visit the principal’s office. Either way, here is your F.

Expresso

The intended word is espresso. How? Why? What? Listen, if you cannot pronounce the word correctly, you lack the requisite refinement to drink a piping Italian nectar so delicious and sophisticated. Three-syllable words may be overkill for you. Try ordering milk or tea. Oh fuck, wait. Chances are you’d spell that as “tee,” and then we would have to go into some lengthy diatribe about golf. If we are feeling adventurous, we could expand to two-syllable words. Coffee? Given the prior concerns about tea/tee, just please don’t embarrass yourself by ordering it in writing as “Coffea.” Derp. Above all other things, avoid all Cheetoisms. Never ask for “covfefe.

Prespire

The intended word is perspire. This error should self-correct when you make yourself feel as dumb as you sound. Break your mistaken pronunciation into its two component parts pre- and -spire. Literally, your nonexistent word means “before the tower.” So, Shrek, unless you plan to work up a stanky ogre sweat before scaling the tower to rescue Fiona, think before you open your giant gaping gob. Or you’ll wonder how you ended up living as an outcast in a swamp.

Jewlery

The intended word is jewelry. Confusing an -el sound with an -le sound is very common in English. Why? Because we are lazy in our speech patterns and/or we are remedial in our spelling. Think sensibly, geniuses. Do you recall the snaggletooth, homeless singer Jewel? Fetching voice, needed some orthodontics? Would her name now be Jewle? Call me crazy, but that sounds oddly anti-Semitic or references some fabricated Welsh Princess who led her pagan troops into battle against 8th-century Mercia. Either one. You pick.

Libary

The intended word is library. The irony is delicious.  You cannot correctly spell nor pronounce a place of words and books. Too yummy. Said aloud, this mistake is absolutely cringeworthy. “Lie-barry.” Sounds more like what a dominatrix says to Barry as their instructional bondage session begins. Hey! How about a great library joke? Ziggy walks into a library and asks for a book about cliffhangers. The librarian says…

Mute

The intended word is moot. Reminds us of when Joey on the sitcom Friends said, “it’s all a moo point. Like a cow’s opinion. It’s moo.” Equally as puerile. Far less funny and far more inane to say mute (“myoot”). Aside from sounding absurd, this suggests that the point is silent versus irrelevant, which unless you are in a heated debate with a mime, is plain silly.

Fustrated

The intended word is frustrated. Why people drop the ‘r’ is beyond me.  I envision Lucretia, a blubbering child with a speech deficit, gasping between sobs, “I’m so fustwated,” when Morticia refuses to share her dolly. Even then, they have the excuse of early age Elmer Fudd-itis as a crutch. What’s your excuse? You’re a grown-ass adult and, as everyone knows, baby talk is not cute and only has its place in the bedroom. Change your diaper and grow the fuck up. Or get in bed and warm the lube. Your call.

Calvary

The intended word is cavalry. Both are nouns; one is a place (where Jesus was crucified) and one is a thing (bunch of soldiers riding on horses). I bet, in hindsight, Jesus’s predicament may have looked a whole lot brighter if Paul & John had mustered a cavalry to rescue him. The Romans had plenty to spare. It’s history. I may need to confer with the gnostic Book of Reg. Maybe it did happen, and the early Magisterium erased the records. Now that’s some believable gossip!

This is not particle physics, my friends. Just a modicum of focus to raise the bar in the quality of our speechification will go a long way to repairing the damage to our collective intelligence caused by the Reign of Cinnamon Hitler.

Hair Fuhrer will disappear sooner or later, and his tide of Covidiots will hopefully ebb with the plague. Worst case, they will scamper back into their secret communes of obscurity, stock up on more automatic weapons, and continue plotting the next armed American revolution. Dreaming of The Handmaid’s Tale.  Out of sight, out of mind, eh?

At least our little enclave of invisible digital friends will have greater mastery over our linguistic skills and show the world how smart we are with our refined and most excellent pronunciation competencies. We will never fall trap to sounding unintelligent when, by evidence of reading this article, you have proven yourself desirous of walking a path to enlightenment.

Better said, in the prophetic words recounted after caddying for the Dalai Lama himself (“the flowing robes, the grace, bald…striking”) by Carl Spackler in Caddyshack, for the effort, “you will receive total consciousness.

So, you’ve got that going for you. Which is nice.

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Bill Murray as Carl Spackler in”Caddyshack” (c) 1980, directed by Harold Ramis

About PS Conway

Hey everyone! Welcome to Life Sucks. Laugh Here. In my college years, I was an English major and aspiring writer. Then life took over - marriage and kids - in our mid-twenties. Like all good Catholics of Irish descent, I literally looked sideways at my wife, and she was pregnant three weeks after our wedding. And then the ride of life began. My writing took a backseat for the next twenty-five years. But now, our daughters are raised, and my wife and I are in a Renaissance phase of our lives. As I begin to write again, I see so much negativity, tribalism, and anger on social media... so many people seem to think life sucks. The only antidote to this mind-rotting negativity that I know of, albeit transient, is laughter. So, I have committed to writing and growing this blog around that singular objective... try my damnedest to provide original writing that makes people laugh. And maybe think a little, too. Hope you really enjoy. If you laugh, please share this blog with your friends so we can grow our subscriber base and online influence. We are on a mission to spread joy, mirth, cheer, yule, and good humor to as many folks as possible. Thank you for joining this effort. Sláinte! - PS Conway

22 comments on “Stupidity: The Buck Stops with Everybody

  1. Boomer EcoCrusader

    Ha ha. As always, thanks for the laugh! Jewelry is an interesting word. Here in Canada, we spell it jewellery (British spelling) but we pronounce it jewelry.

    • Thanks so much! Makes me happy you’re happy. I’ve got a beauty already underway for next Sunday. Growing up along the Canadian border – I feel an extra special affinity for the beauty of all things Canada… mispronunciations and all!! 🤣😂

      • Boomer EcoCrusader

        LOL. I was born in England so I could go on and on about mispronunciations.

  2. Whilst sipping my delicious EXPRESSO in the LIBARY, and reading this which was piping hot and made me PRESPIRE.I realized you indeed pointed out things that are not MUTE. I could feel your FUSTRATION in regards to the current CHEETO in office! I concur with your observations and whole heartedly feeI that he is such an imbecile that we may wind up in a NUCULAR war. IRREGARDLESS of how we feel, he still seems to be buying Melania JEWLERY the price of which could feed our homeless. Someone needs to send in the CALVARY! I would take Carl Spackler any day over the present occupant in the White House.
    I am happy to see that as usual you are spot on with your words and appreciate you sending me on a path of enlightenment.

  3. abober514

    Good read! Not only is Trump a moron but you had all the right words to back it up. Hate when people mispronounce those words.

    • Thanks so much! I’m really happy this resonated with you. Hopefully we all do the right thing this November. Cheers 🍷🍷

  4. God, I loved this post! Read it yesterday but had to come back to comment. The intro is beautiful writing. I absolutely love the flow and verbage. It reads like my favorite books. The phrase “linguistic incrementalism” makes me swoon.

    As for “The List”, thanks for finally saying it. Nothing irritates me more. Unfortunately, my mum says all of them incorrectly except the ones she doesn’t know the definition of. 🙄

    • Jessica! I’m swooning from your kind words. ☺️ So so so glad you enjoyed my writing and were entertained. Hope your day is as great as you just made mine. Cheers 🥂

    • Oh, ALSO!! I really appreciate you putting your political stance out there, in a more detailed way. Social liberal, fiscal conservative – exactly how I feel and probably so many others who feel we are so divided. And I’m registered Democrat. We need a new party, what should we call it?

      • I explored the Libertarian party, but the old white males dominating their message are seriously freaking loony. How about the Rational Progressives? 🤣😂🤣😂

  5. Haha, I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone say “fustrated,” except perhaps my 5-year-old. I probably rush the pronunciation of “jewelry,” though. Honestly, the second syllable is so subtle that unless one is speaking slowly it might not be missed.

    You forgot “ax,” as in “ax you a question.” I get a bit scared when someone wants to ax me…

    • Hey K.A.! Thanks for commenting. I dated a girl many many years ago who used to say “fustrated” and it drove me nuts. Knowing me, I overly fixated on it, and it was one of the reasons I broke up with her. 🤣😂🤣😂. Stay in touch. Lots of new funny material in the works to release every Sunday.

  6. I always thought spelling bees were a thing in America?

  7. Ah, your writing never fails to be both insightful and entertaining. I feel like I always come away with a factoid and a laugh. I’ll be sure to share this with my political enthusiast friends & my linguists!

    • Lizabeth! You summed up my mission perfectly. Thanks so much and please visit when you can. I actually created a subgenre called Literary Comedic Nihilism. With LCN, you learn a little, laugh a lot, then forget it all (because it’s all so damn pointless anyway). 🤣😂

  8. Good read and this post is entertaining! I kept coming back to the “transcript from His tweets, press conferences, or campaign rallies” section. It’s too funny.

    Will definitely visit your blog again!

    • Karen – thank you so much, and I am really happy you enjoyed it (and laughed). I sometimes hate that I keep getting drawn into politics lately, there is so much else to write about. But the heart knows what it needs. Please visit anytime. PS – I read the article on your blog about living in Sweden… loved it! What a fascinating perspective about the differences between there and the Philippines. Nice work!

      • Thank you! 🙂 I am looking forward to your new post today.

      • New post launches at 5pm EDT. So 11pm your time. Big shift in tone this week… story is about baseball, a dog, but most of all, love. I’m thrilled with this one! Hope you will be, too. 🍷

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