Me Tarzan, you Jane.
Me Jane, you Tarzan.
Me Mimi, me Mimi, me Mimi again.
All my cyberfriends are starting
to speak in third-person.
Including me, me and me.
This evening my talented and articulate writer friend, Gale Martin of GEM'S blog fame left this comment about my newest blog, Book Meme Central. She wrote,
"Gale does, too. Gale always seems to being saying to mimi, "Great idea." That must mean mimi is a great idea person. Gale is glad to have such a person as her cyberfriend. "
See what I mean?
Now, before I get all grammified (that's a new word for being cloaked with appropriate grammar), I'd just like to make an observation.
Many cyber moons ago only a handful of people I knew on the net spoke in third-person rhetoric: Yaxlich and Prometheus.
And let me tell you, when Yaxlich, Yaxlich and Yaxlich speaks - people listen! Likewise, the enigmatic writer of cryptic riddles and poet laureate of my cyberworld -Prometheus.
Yaxlich - who is known for putting his underwear in the refrigerator - was a bit of a shock to me at first. It's not everyday you run across a blog with a picture of male undies begging for a donation in the 'About Me' section. Come to think of it, that sounds a bit like one of my bachelors.....but I digress. Read Pant Aid. You won't soon forget it, my friends.
But then one day Yaxlich started to talk about books.
I forgot all about underwear.
In Books Are the New Black he writes,
"The one thing that has please Yaxlich beyond everything is how passionate people are about books. For a long time he thought he was somewhat anally retentive about his books and how much they meant to him. He is so glad that other people understand and appreciate good writing.
Folks tend to pay attention when talking outside one's numero uno self. And I don't mean like the lady in When Rabbit Howls.
Pharaohs spat tres verbiage. People listened.
Prince spoke purple pronouns. People listened and paid big bucks.
Bill Clinton used speech particles in an interesting way - the he said/she said scenario was fraught with frivolity (and trivial pursuit of another kind). The definition of is changed forever - but that's another story altogether.
Let's move on - and on - and on.
Prometheus, over at the Moving Finger is having a bad day. His 50th post is melancholy and he is complaining of blogstipation. Mimi hopes this post will cheer him up.
Here's a snippet from the post Prometheus wrote about the infamous book meme.
"Prometheus doesn't want any of his friends to be left out so he tags all that read this. Can't help it. Prometheus has always been this way. The Association of Genies avoids Prometheus like a lead-sealed bottle for his first wish is for a umptillion more wishes."
Kindness is always in first-person, second-person or third-person fashion. Si?
I like this quote from Paul Davidson's website about why he chose to write a post in third person.
'But Paul Davidson doesn’t do it because he’s got a split personality. He does it because he likes to see what other people will say to him when he refers to himself in the third person. Usually, when Paul Davidson is speaking in the third person, he comes in contact with three distinct responses. There’s the ignorers, the embracers and the inflamers.'
Even when their posts are short it's a powerful thing. I don't even mind that I misspell Y-c-x-h-a-i-l constantly or that I had to look up the mythological significance of Prometheus.
These guys rock. All six of them.
I love this quote from Yaxlich's post about books.
"The English language is a beautiful thing. Yaxlich asks that we do not ever forget that."
So what makes us think we can slink into the shoes of one Y, Y, Y and P, P, P? There's definitely more to them than meets the third eye.
Have you ever seen two such interesting characters in the same sphere at once?
I think not.
I hope this doesn't spawn another meme...er, Mimi.
Maybe Mimi means meme after all. Maybe I should ask those triplicate bloggers from England and India what Mimi memes..I mean means.
Yaxlich will ask Yaxlich and Yaxlich will tell us what Yaxlich said.
I like the sound of that. Now if I could just learn to spell them.
I may even make an underwear donation.
Third-person incognito, of course.