E Word
The whole Emo thing is pretty confusing. Back when the word Emotional was invented, it meant being a gentleman, being a decent human-being, and conveying your thoughts, ideals and ruminations in such a way as to not sound like a robot. But then, one day which I couldn’t possibly guess with any precision, everything changed. Suddenly the word Emo came in to being and you had to watch everything you said. You couldn’t just say “you look beautiful day” because, you guessed it, that would be considered Emo. Instead you had to say something like “you look wicked today innit”. The same with flowers: at one time you could dress up as an eighteenth century gent, in top-hat and tails, and give your girlfriend flowers after stepping out of a horse-drawn carriage. Nowadays that would, sadly, be considered most likely over the top (unless you live in a village where cars haven’t become available yet, in which case you would be excused), and you would not only be labeled as Emo but probably get stoned to death by a gang of not so Emo hoody scum.
This all points to one thing, of course: what do all the secret Emo people do and how can they reasonably live their lives? Well, here is the clever part; this is how they do it; quite simply they listen to a certain type of music now dubbed Emo and sport hair-cuts which are all over the place and are also considered part of the Emo thing. Yes! The Emo man / woman is now allowed out in the open (even in some areas encouraged to hang out with like minded folk) and all because the E word has been adopted to describe a certain kind of whiny, annoying music. Long live the E word!
Listen up everybody, I have at long last, been able to figure out what everyone is going to owe me for the Touring caravan insurance quote for our holiday this month. Please aim to get this to me by Monday so I can get it worked out before we are ready to leave.