Suck
The original meaning is "to draw in air or liquid through the mouth".
The word suck stems from Old English (Anglo-Saxon) sūcan. It was Germanic to its very bones — more in common with Old High German and Old Norse.
Anglo-Saxon sentence examples:
Sē cyning wæs swīðe gōd.
It means the king is very good.
Sē cild sūcþ meolc of þǣre mōdor brēoste.
It means the child sucks milk from the mother's breast.
Indeed with the accent for the vowels, confused Greek letter, and the mashed together alphabet 🤷 Romans talked like that (alphabet discipline), non-Romans talked with diverged flavours and lisps. Thus, the party. 🎊🎉🪅👯💃🐐🐔🐄🥳
The extravagant (confusing-cough) writing was developed later on — Latin literacy first brought via the Christian Church. Then, the party. Most notably, St Augustine of Canterbury, arrived from Rome. "St" is Santo (masculine) or Saint in English. It does not mean that person suddenly has a monopoly on the sacred. But from their perspective, it means precisely that. Where in Angloland we might be dubbed "Sir Bloke of Sussex" for services to tea or bagpipes.
(Pause for breathing.)
You might think, masculine? What language is that? Indeed, he did have extraordinary physique, doing repetitions with 10 kg bells daily — No, it is denoting a gender of nouns and adjectives, conventionally regarded as male. It is from masculinus (masculus: male), Latin, what else? "Masculine" sells better when they attach it to wristwatches, protein powder, and shouting. It is vague, no one heard it before, unless they were nerds. We nerds unite to laugh.
One example, granite. A 6 years old usually doesn't know that. And we, as gremlins we are,
Stella would most likely nod and smile, asking for more ninny tales from us. It is utterly uncouth as we are not actually gremlins. Hence, remember to tell the antidote to Stella, please. Stella is safe — for now. Oh wait, does parable or fairy tale not do that flow? 🤣 Wrong example. No need for antidote then.
In that period of time, they did write and use ink. Because without ink, it would be just 👀 off. They used vellum — prepared animal skin — usually calf, sheep, or goat — for the paper, we call it — they might call it vellum after written by shady Roman in Latin. Before it was immortalised by dodgy Roman and absorbed directly into ale-powered English tummy, it was called "that" (pointing random direction). For the writing instrument, quills with iron gall ink.
Prior to that, the Anglo-Saxons used runes (the futhorc) for carving short texts — on weapons, stones, trinkets, buttocks, that sort of thing. Well, not... carved on hindquarters, delicately stamped. 🤦😂 JEST, no such evidence found — on posterior, because the owners are long gone.
"Rune" = a single letter or symbol in the runic system. Think of it like saying "a letter" in alphabet, A, B, C, ... — ᚠ, ᚢ, ᚦ, and so on.
"Futhorc" = the entire runic alphabet used by the Anglo-Saxons (the extended version of the earlier Norse Futhark). So futhorc is to rune what alphabet is to letter.
First six:
- ᚠ Feoh – f
- ᚢ Ur – u
- ᚦ Thorn – þ (like "th" in thing)
- ᚩ Os – o
- ᚱ Rad – r
- ᚳ Cen – c (like "k")
Combined, ᚠᚢᚦᚩᚱᚳ ⬅️ the reason why it is called F-U-TH-O-R-C.
Total, the system has 33 letters — commonly 29 letters + 4 found in rare forms (inscriptions).
It was mystical to them, sparse, not meant for writing epic novels or monastic chronicles. Well, would we write anything long in bloody cold weather? H-E-L-P, volume I to M were probably the first literature published. Continued with the famous M-Y-A-X-E and G-O-B-B-E-T series.
As Britons opening, Shania Twain, in my opinion, in her younger years, had a baffling mystical beauty, Celtic style. Not to mention her wireless, dedicated 24 GHz bandwidth singing conveyance no one could match. Imagine her in that period of time, while druids were busy whispering to trees and scribbling on bark, Shania would just open her mouth and whaam! Celtic 5G sorcery. Every blade in a ten-mile radius gets automatically, contradictorily rune-stamped with glowing Celtic enchantments. Because the Celts didn't do runes. Imagine the real-time translation process. 🤔 I'm quite gonzo that way.
Shall we try one scene? We shall.
(Romans surround a Celtic village.)
(Druid Shania starts to float in mid-air, spreads arms.)
🕊️ "From this moment..."
🎵 "I'm gonna getcha, it's a matter of fact"
🎶 "I'm gonna getcha, don't you worry 'bout that"
🎵 "And there ain't no way"
🎶 "I'm letting you go now"
[Sword glows. Enemy takes flight. Atmosphere is ionised with optimism.]
Bards? Retired.
Tacitus chokes on his stylus and mutters, Gleaming smile-radiating swords? How did they grow wings only to fly away, those... 👀
Alas, it did not occur. Because blinking swords, airborne-fleeing enemy, and so forth are redundant.
For our information, runes-commander, enchantress Shania above, the warm-up spell is taken from "From This Moment On", the next two lines are taken from "I'm Gonna Getcha Good!" and the last two lines are taken from "Forever and For Always".
Tacitus is that Roman bloke in the Roman tale. The scroll-scribbler, nervy quill-warrior.
Now Britons part. The Britons on the other hand, have no written corroboration found (by the esteemed Royal Society blokes). But, according to Julius Caesar (taken from modern scholarly edition like Perseus, et al.),
in primis hoc volunt persuadere, non esse litteris mandare ea, quae discunt, cum in reliquis fere rebus Graecis litteris utantur.Above all, they wish to convince [people] of this: that it is not proper to commit to writing the things they learn, although in nearly all other matters they use Greek letters. ❓ ⁉️ 🙋♂️
Julius Caesar, Book VI, Chapter 14 of De Bello Gallico.
It was Julius' commentary about generally Gallic Druids. Although it sounds a bit stretched — Britons and Gauls — but from the setup of how Julius "managed" so many tribes, well... Quite understandable how the Romans did not do proper catalogue — 70% about military, conquest, and expansion — 30% the other — referencing the epic. Hilarious though.
So, to amuse us, a Celt, according to Julius' scribbling combined with the modern whatnots:
A forest-dwelling philosopher-priest whispering cosmic truths to oak trees, fluent in Greek, allergic to writing, and armed with fog and flattery.
🤔 Wait, that almost sounds correct. (Punchline surrenders.)
That Julius and his ale. If only he met Boudica, Queen of the Iceni one century after.
How could he be so calm yet ambitious knowing the entire Roman civilisation was a copied ancient Greece to the bones, and the living Greeks were there too?
Exhibit:
🤔 Hm.
At least, if they mentioned plenty of Greek scholars became Roman citizens — they helped out the transition, it would be logical. But lo, no reference on that. The Greeks simply loomed, not fully Romanised — while the suddenly brilliant Romans were off smacking most of Europe, coastal North Africa, and a bit of Asia. The Roman's heritage is undeniable, but the origin? The politically driven editorial, shaping a world-defining narrative, is causing a loss of continuity and coherence across many parts — especially at the beginning.
When the term Nephilim (נְפִילִים) and the massive flood event (glacial meltwater + tectonic plate shifts in scientific dogma) are placed in the puzzle, no lost of continuity. It would make sense, we can enjoy and honour the documentation with biscuits and a gallon of tea. But, hey... making sense is invalid in the world of nonsense. Indeed, using Hebraic term would not make it any more legitimate. But, when we read something Hebraic, it would look like it contains Hebrew letters. 👀
Unless we peel the layers of bollockery for our own productive leisure time. 😂 Truth-seeking? Not really, that's their dramatised term. I'd prefer,
Oh jolly, that's wonky. Let me see.
Like a wonky chair, we don't seek the truth behind the wonkiness. Or constructing an outhouse, the truth lies within the soil! Well? What is it? [Reciting Hamlet lines in Arabic.]
Imagine how unnecessarily theatrical every repair shop or regular mechanic would be with "truth-seeking" goblinery. But of course, it would pay high... 😂 ly ... abstract. 🤣
Simply look at it, indentify the miscreant parts. Align the bonkers using a proper functional hammer, screwdrivers, the ammunitions, pliers, and a flamethrower if needed.
As truth and fact are in this situation most of the time:
We're harmonious (happy) OR we're end to end jazz solo (happy).
Which one is it, you two? 🧐 Hm, very well then.
Aside from the long side note, we are still talking about "suck", the meaning broadening. Meaning broadening. 🤔
It is now broadened — by the mid-20th century, in the grand tradition of Yankee vulgarity — as "very bad, disagreeable, or disgusting".
It originates from the post-Victorian Anglophone world's view on
"suck [whichever genital]".
While the act itself is considered pleasurable by most, puritanical societies of the time deemed it taboo and degrading. An act to mock about, mock-worthy at that time. Hence, the over-stretched meaning.
Luckily, sucking discarded aluminium foil from a trash bin while chilling on the lid of the trash bin is quite taboo, not that pleasurable to most of us, and certainly degrading. It is never broadened, it is never defined. But somehow, we instantly 💥 know that.
Never in history, little Timmy is being mocked for self-lubricating discarded object in his mouth (with occasional gnawing) while squatting atop the bin.
Timmy is .. [what is the term here?], na-na-na, nye-nye.
That is a peculiar mockery. The silence with the thinking expression followed by na-na-na, nye-nye. People usually will side-eye. Mostly, simply walk away from the little goblin Timmy. The other children will, at least, gasp in awe.
There shall be no "na-na-na, nye-nye", as the neighbourhood children form cults in hushed reverence and terror.
A toast for Timmy. 🍻 The little alley bin goblin from not Dublin.
Amusement
ChatGPT went loopy with "mock-worthy". It suggested the term and then it analysed the term — which was blurted out by it — as bonkers — shortened. It did output beautiful phrasing out of it, but in essence, that.
And therefore, amusement was accomplished. ☑️
It's like this:
| Barry | : | Hm, where should I put this painting? |
| Larry | : | There (pointing). That should do it. |
| Barry | : |
(Waddles and places the painting.)
Alright, looks nice. What do you think?
|
| Larry | : | Bonkers. |
| Barry | : | Does that mean good? |
| Larry | : | No? |
| Barry | : | Thank you. (Amused.) |
Then, I showed that dialogue above to ChatGPT. 😂
Museum
In the spirit of broadened "suck" and history, we shall continue our journey by visiting the place where we can see artifacts from the past. The museum.
I saw a broken statue at the museum of statues, digitally — as in, on Wikipedia. Indeed, it was a photo from the actual physical museum where that particular statue was displayed. It said from 2nd century. I was... fascinated.
How did they know it was that specific character they wrote in that book?
It's... 2025 - 200 = 1825 years ago. Hm. Did they know how weather and air work? Never mind the passing-by humans and animals in 1500+ years timespan. Sweet, that could be a good outhouse foundation, let me get my hammer, no such motivation. Fascinating how that was found in almost pristine condition — preserved? They could just discover a pebble in a wall-mounted toilet fixture for urination in a room for resting, then did full-blown extrapolation. Did I miss the part where they describe his face? Oh well.
It was fascinating, because then, the other bit from medieval period, as in way, way after that 2nd century evidence, looked bafflingly unidentified. This... a sword. Behold! The majestic... rust. 👀 Well, it looks like a broken almost-stick Barry would carry everywhere. Alright, agreed, a sword. Useless though, like Barry, I mean... (Barry's uppercut appears.) (Dodged successfully — for slightly above average reflex is necessary.)
Dare not question the people we bought ticket to enter to, for it would be unwise.
Nod and smile, for Barry shall be amused.
Barry was once an awkward changeling — porridge hoarder, chair breaker, and massive crier. Now, he's still a changeling, but with tolerant-eh attitude toward non-magical anything. Boxing is natural to Barry. It is like walking to him, he waddles though — until he employs boxing stance.
🎶 The Music
Little Timmy and Barry are the pictures of forgive and forget. After an uppercut, of course, from Barry. And, certainly, two or eight expected-undetected impacts from Timmy. With a slightly good cat reflex, either one is avoidable.
In the music video, everyone is breathing. Inhaling-exhaling air through the nose and mouth — some perhaps get winded. The action can be referred to as polysuckreleasing — because the nose is also employed in the process. Also, the bidirectional flow (in-out) — the original meaning is specifically for the mouth apparatus and inward. 😂
Polysuckrelease.
Without polysuckreleasing, we would not see any movement. They are breathing. Technically, adhering the logic of the broadened meaning, they polysuckrelease. Respectfully.
Thus, we brilliantly invented a nerdic term which looks convoluted, yet logical. 🤔 Still nerdic.
In Nordic sense, it should be sökkandraga — which sounds intimidating. "Sökk" (a cheeky warp of "suck") + "draga" (Old Norse for draw or pull — drag). It literally means "[gibberish] drag". But for the glory of parable, let's pretend it means to breathe. 🤣
In alphabet (only A-z), it goes like this:
SUKKANDRAGA — Sukkandraga — sukkandraga.
Björn (Byurn), perform your sukkandraga. The fjord (fyord) demands it.
Somewhere, in an offline, heavily fortified library, there is a twonk thesis titled, "The Semiotic Expansion of Vital Airflow Terminology in Post-Modern Satirical Context". We should hear clank at least once in that digitally inaccessible library.
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