I like the English language. A lot.
Let’s get one thing straight, right off the bat. I do not think English is a better language than any other particular language. Not even Esperanto. From what I understand of languages, every single one (except Esperanto) formed on its own over time, being molded and bent by the speakers that were born into it and the ones that adopted it, ballooning out to encompass more and more of the ever-expanding world. Each language has its own native tricks and quirks, and each one does for the speaker the things that the speaker needs it to do. The Inuits have more words for snow than Mexicans might, but they need those words. At its core, language is an attempt to understand and share the world around us and within us, and if you want to go down the road of whether it accomplishes that or not, go read Brandon’s insightful post. I won’t be going down that road here, for that is not my intention. My intention is simple. Continue reading