DAILY PROMPT: SEVEN WONDERS
Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words. What would your seven words be?
Why don’t we just revert to grunting? Easier all round, I would have said. And universal. Provided we could agree globally on the form and meaning of a set of grunts.
Which seems unlikely, human nature being what it is. A sub-culture of grunt vernacular would spring up, and hard on its heels, each nation would bow to the imperative of top-secret squeal codes lest we learned to understand one another all too well.
There’d be profit in it, though – and who can resist the lure of that? New computers to handle the written grunt; every book and instruction manual rewritten and republished; towns, cities, streets and rivers renamed with appropriate signs… The possibilities are endless. And pricing would be an adventure all its own.
It could go two ways, of course. We might all be too busy restructuring to bother with wars. There may not even be a grunt for them. Or we might manage to destroy ourselves completely as we battle it out to have ours recognised as the definitive grunts.
I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be bothered either way. Without the pleasures of linguistic nuance, I’d have died of boredom long since.