I have on occasion been roundly (and I feel sometimes unfairly) criticised for overtaxing the fragile intellect and short attention span of fellow Forumites due to a certain propensity for lexicographical circumlocution and semantic complexity when expounding notions which, given the intellectual plane on which I habitually operate, are of necessity quite complex.
I had almost reached the stage of feeling I should apologise for creating such cerebral distress and feelings of linguistic inadequacy, but having just had another browse through some current posts such as “Pink and Green” and “A Geometric Truth” I was astounded to observe the level of polysyllabic, verbose and circumlocutory psychobabble on display (not to mention the esoteric pseudo-mathematical elaborations), and can’t help feeling that when a group of sub-geniuses like this get stuck into their increasing elaborate dissertations, the result is a bit like a Chopin étude, where personal virtuosity can get in the way of clear, simple expression.
Fortunately I have the intellect and social awareness which will enable me to adapt my future output in the light of these observations.
“Well, that’s a relief”, I hear you say. Unfortunately I can offer no guarantees that I won’t suffer a relapse. Prolapse, even. But my intentions are good. Others might be advised to take note.
p.s. If truth be told, I'm only posting this because I got the idea for the picture and had to find a use for it. Nothing will change really.
Are the word bubbles on the wrong person? Tonto calling the masked man Tonto seems peculiar. 🥺
Good catch Frank; I picked up on this right away like you for two reasons; firstly because the words in the bubbles were no more than two syllables and secondly because Jay Silverheels was never in the habit of speaking to himself.
On a separate and historical note, not many people know that shortly after this pic was taken Tonto and his Pinto pony Scout were rear ended by an impaired stage coach driver. Sadly the Pinto burst into a fireball upon impact and poor Scout was lost, but Tonto was thrown clear to ride again on Scout 2.0.
"Tonto" is Spanish for "foolish, stupid" so "Tu eres tonto" means "You are a fool" or "You're mad". Of course you knew that but I just thought I'd clarify.
It says something about political correctness in the 40s and 50s that they could get away with calling an injun - sorry, "Native American" - "Tonto". Wouldn't get away with it now. There would be another Indian Uprising.
Whatever it was that you were trying to relate to us, we Forumites thank you for mentioning us and look forward to your future *truncated submissions. Thank you also for advising us as to your profession; I had no idea you were a pilot and do appreciate you must use complex language when speaking with the control tower as you circumlocute the globe from point N.S.E. & W. of the GMT.
I believe "truncated" means "suffering from elephantiasis (Lymphatic filariasis)", possibly picked up from a nematode parasite during the earlier tree-dwelling tropical phase of your existence. I seem to remember you mentioning a distressing thinning of the buttock hair (for which I recommended a cosmetic comb-over) which is another tell-tale sign of infestation. That and the big floppy ears.
"Tonto" is Spanish for "foolish, stupid" so "Tu eres tonto" means "You are a fool" or "You're mad". Of course you knew that but I just thought I'd clarify.
It says something about political correctness in the 40s and 50s that they could get away with calling an injun - sorry, "Native American" - "Tonto". Wouldn't get away with it now. There would be another Indian Uprising.
The Masked Man otnot to have called him that (see what I did there?). I always thought Tonto was Hykawy for "studio contract Indian".
I believe "truncated" means "suffering from elephantiasis (Lymphatic filariasis)", possibly picked up from a nematode parasite during the earlier tree-dwelling tropical phase of your existence. I seem to remember you mentioning a distressing thinning of the buttock hair (for which I recommended a cosmetic comb-over) which is another tell-tale sign of infestation. That and the big floppy ears.
I'm drowning in syllables here Graeme so I will respectfull agree with what you say; I mean who am I to argue with an airline pilot......other than the buttock bald spot issue previously mentioned was an inquiry for a friend.
On the subject of elephantiasis, it is an ironic footnote to this post that Clayton Moore himself contracted this disease as a young man, probably during a spell in the Congo auditioning for the role of Tarzan (as you probably know, a one-legged man eventually got the job).
Although he eventually developed some of the typical signs of the affliction, right to the end of his life he believed that provided he wore his mask at all times, his condition would go undetected by his legion of faithful fans worldwide.
On the subject of elephantiasis, it is an ironic footnote to this post that Clayton Moore himself contracted this disease as a young man, probably during a spell in the Congo auditioning for the role of Tarzan (as you probably know, a one-legged man eventually got the job).
Although he eventually developed some of the typical signs of the affliction, right to the end of his life he believed that provided he wore his mask at all times, his condition would go undetected by his legion of faithful fans worldwide.
Tusk, tusk....this is the worst case I have ever seen; TLR needs a ear, nose and throat specialist asap! After that he needs rhinoplasty....but wait....no....
for the love of God, is there an elephanoplasty specialist in the house?
