Like, I sort a like, like, when I like, y’know, like….er
like….
We’ve all been there, but what is the fascination with the
simile in young people in the UK. The
refrain of a youth trying desperately to search their mind for the words, the
order of words that will get the teacher off their back and the difficult question
passed to another more deserving soul. They will stutter and start like an
outboard motor missing care and attention, searching for a noun to throw into
their sentence to make some sort of meaning. But why?
Is it simply they have no confidence in their words anymore?
Do people search for metaphor and simile because they are afraid to be direct?
Direct is aggressive, angry, to the point. It marks you out and more and more
our young people want to be pack animals. Pity the tall poppy cut down in its
prime. No one wants to stand out because we just don’t reward it anymore.
Is it a cultural throwback? Are we just being bounced around
by the echo of the Television and film writers brought up in the late 60s USA;
infected with surferisms they have ‘duded’ and ‘so wilded’ and ‘manned’ their
way into our subconscious. ‘Like, groovy man?’ Possibly not
Are they just using a catch-all word to think? Is it the
twenty first century screen saver. Should we just imagine a little sign above
their head that reads – buffering –
Maybe I’m being mean – perhaps we are just reaping the
storybook society we live in. We are all the hero in our own little soap opera.
Do we need to compare what we see to something else because our lives are
filled with metaphor? We are like angels when young, like demons when
adolescent and when struggling through school we hear again and again – ‘Cooper!
It’s like you just don’t care’. Perhaps it is our fault. We are no longer
direct with our words and we fall back on the metaphor and comparisons that
make us feel that we haven’t hung an idea out there in the wind, that we have a
basis for our thought. We want to base our words on words that have come before
and so ‘like’ is simply a connection to our collective past.
For me, I believe (it’s like) we’re just not brave enough to
say what we think anymore.
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