I'm reading George Orwell's
Down and Out in Paris and London. It's a (slightly fictionalized, it turns out) telling of his time being poor in... Paris and London. Good book, and even though I sometimes disagree with Orwell I never regret the time I spent reading him.
Two big thoughts have struck me:
1) I could make a lot of money compiling a guide to English funny currency. What the hell is a bob? And a crown? What's five and sixpence mean? And a quid? (In fact, I know the answers to most of these). But a
Creative Commons-licensed (non-commercial) essay describing the universe and lexicon, along with a per-decade commentary on economics (so you can know how much 4 pounds is in each time period, say) would be awesome. I imagine that, written well enough, and licensed cheaply enough, you could allow editors to include it in editions of... basically any English Literature book ever.
2) I got to this passage: "And instantly [] the tramps began to misbehave[]. All round the gallery men lolled in their pews, laughed, chattered..." Loll is a verb, meaning to lounge around, but in that context it seemed so much to presage "lol" as in "omfg lol" that I wondered if I hadn't gotten a copy of the book remixed a la
Laugh-Out-Loud Cats. It just all worked so well: a book about tramps that was in the context of laughing by a writer who thought so much about language (yes, 1984, but also its underappreciated precursor
"Politics and the English Language".
So, George (nee Eric), tell me, is newspeak really a foreshadowing of teenage girl speak? My hat, as ever, is off to you.